Birthdays

Last night I wrote a fantastic post about my Dad, in honor of his 70th birthday today. Unfortunately, the post was pretty much only in my head because I am completely whacked out on pain medication. Fortunately, I have posted about how awesome my Dad is  on a few other July 2nds.

Did anyone else ever play that "Fortunately/Unfortunately" game? I actually like to do the "unfortunately" part first, probably because my dad also gifted me with an optimistic streak.

Unfortunately, I could not afford to buy my Dad a vintage Mustang convertible for his birthday. Fortunately, now my parents won't be able to fight about where to keep it.

Unfortunately, I could not host a huge family birthday celebration this year. Fortunately, I did not have to scrub my floors.

Unfortunately, the doctor did not exaggerate about how much tonsillectomy recovery sucks for adults. Fortunately, my husband and parents are making it as easy as possible for me.

Unfortunately, I am in massive pain on my birthday. Fortunately, I'm 41 so birthdays aren't such a big deal to me anymore.

Unfortunately, I am writing this ridiculous blog post because my brain doesn't work on pain medication. Fortunately, it is done now.

Happy birthday Dad!