Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts

Monday, January 21, 2019

I'm So Tired

Sorry, there were no Sunday Funnies yesterday! The past five days have been very hectic and the blog suffered as a result.

Wednesday evening, I went out for my free dinner and when I returned home, I chronicled the evening for the blog before I went to bed because Thursday was Day One of my daughter's move.

Thursday, we rented a box truck from U-Haul, brought it home and loaded it with my daughter's belongings. I never drove anything bigger than a passenger van before, so I was a little nervous getting behind the wheel of the truck, but I got used to it very quickly. The truck had a rear view camera to facilitate backing up and that was a godsend.

Friday morning, Day Two of the move, we drove the truck to my daughter's apartment in Hartford. The building (formerly a factory) had a loading dock and a freight elevator, so we were able to move everything up to her fourth floor apartment by loading the freight elevator twice. Our cousin showed up to help us move and we managed to get everything into the apartment in two hours. Then, we assembled her bed and quit for the day. My daughter rewarded us with dinner at Outback Steakhouse.

We returned to her apartment Saturday to assemble some other furniture and unpack the essentials. We quit after four hours, went home, ate dinner and crashed.

I spent Sunday morning removing the ice covered snow from the driveway and sidewalks. The snow overnight turned to rain this morning, which froze on contact making power outages a possibility. I am crossing my fingers that that does not happen. So far, so good, but I am trying to finish and post this as soon as possible, just in case.

And I'm so tired!




Source: Veronica Beard
Wearing Veronica Beard (Source: Veronica Beard)




Oslo Grace
Oslo Grace, model

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Dressing Daddy

I mentioned that my daughter gave me a Kate Spade handbag — an early Christmas gift to wear to my former company’s Christmas luncheon.

Christmas morning, she gave me three pairs of jeans. When I finally put on a pair last week, I realized that they were woman’s jeans.

Now that she is preparing to move to an apartment, she is going through her stuff to decide what to take, what to discard and what to give away. As a result, she gave me two Coach handbags, two Jessica Simpson handbags, a Victoria Secret makeup bag and a black pleated mini skirt.

Maybe now would be a good time to ask her to show me how to apply liquid eyeliner. She is very good at it; me, not so much.




Source: Boston Proper
Wearing Boston Proper (Source: Boston Proper)




Vicki St. James
Professional femulator Vicki St. James recounts "My First Time: Getting Caught in a Dress."

Monday, December 17, 2012

Like Father, Like Daughter

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There is some truth to the above cartoon on a personal level.

Doing the laundry Sunday, I found a load of clothes in the dryer that belonged to my daughter. As I was sorting and folding her clothing, I noticed that she and I wear the same style of Victoria's Secret panties. Hers are a size smaller than mine, but some of the colors and patterns of her panties matched mine exactly!

We both also wear Victoria's Secret bras, but our bras are not an exact match like our panties.

My daughter also has a penchant for high heels. I guess she takes after her Daddy!