"Isn't it Satisfying to Take Care of Your Own Car?"

Tonight I washed and detailed my car-by myself- for the first time since 2007. My dad coached from the sidelines... he's a pro because he washes it for me all the time. He reminds me to check the oil and add air to the tires. The only thing I do is pay for it- even then he takes the money out of my account every month and makes the payment.

While I was scrubbing away, Dafoo would ask me,

"Isn't it satisfying to take care of your own car?"

I'll admit, it was somewhat satisfying to finally vacuum my car and get rid of the dust. You know what is even more satisfying than taking care of my car??

My Obama dashboard-bobble head that I got in Hawaii.

I love kitschy crap like this.

But I digress...

I have the greatest dad in the world. We rarely call him dad...it's almost always Dafoo. When we lived in Malaysia we took Mandarin lessons because so many of the Chinese in Penang spoke Mandarin; Dafoo is the Mandarin translation for David.

My dad is so good to us. He's never yelled at me or my sisters- I don't think he's ever really punished us either. He's threatened, but that's about it.

Happy Father's day to the greatest dad in the world!

I love you Dafoo!