So, it is my distinct pleasure to present JM's side of the story:
I cannot believe I haven’t visited Dad’s place before!! Hi everyone! I am here to share with you why I say my Dad is stubborn and that I have no idea why he disagrees. I mean, where does he think I got it from?
Anyways, Dad often times believes he’s a perfect angel. I have no idea who put that in his head, but that’s beside the point. Don’t get me wrong, he is absolutely wonderful and the best dad that anyone could ask for, but he does have his moments.
Dad likes things his way. Always has. If there is an argument, even a playful argument, and he isn’t exactly winning, or his point is invalid, he retorts to “I’m the Dad, I make the rules.” My sisters and I lose. Every time.
He was dating this woman, we’ll call her J, when he left to go on a business trip, which he does a lot. When he returned home from said trip, he unpacked, took a nap, woke up and called J. J was upset with him that he didn’t call as soon as he got home, so he broke up with her. This could be contributed to his fear of commitment that I swear he has, but we’ll chalk it up to stubbornness for now.
Dad wanted lights in his basement/woodshop. Dad is in no way an electrician, but instead of waiting for an electrician or someone even a little qualified, he bought a book and wired his woodshop himself. All by himself. No one was around to help if he would have gotten electrocuted.
These are just some of the ways my dad is stubborn. He seems to take things to the extreme sometimes too. Like once I told him he was embarrassing me, and he said, “Fine, I’ll just stop talking.” And he did.
But now I feel like I need to share some of the awesome things he does to even it out.
The Money Game- Dad is financially well off and every once in a while, we get to play the money game. He pulls out all of the cash in his pocket and we get to guess how much is there. If we guess right, we get all of it. I have never won. The closest I’ve gotten was $1.00 off, and he did give me the dollar difference because it was so close. And I’m not talking about five or ten bucks in his pocket. When I was a dollar off, I guessed $115.00 and it was $116.00.
When I get sick Dad goes and puts together a “Get Well Soon” package and delivers it to my house. This usually consists of a stuffed animal, lots of cold medicine, a bottle of Sprite, a gallon of ice cream or popsicles, and tissues.
It doesn’t matter when, where, or how, if I need something, Dad always pulls through. My car breaks down in Mexico? Dad finds a way to fix it. Somehow my bank account was overdrawn by $500? Dad fixes it. Can’t get my iPad to work? Dad drives an hour to fix it. Stupid boy breaks my heart? Dad kills him.
Just kidding. But seriously, he always knows what to say. And he always has an answer.