So my dad has brain cancer and had part of the tumor removed. So no he is unable to work or drive. My mom works a night job. So usually a few times a week he comes to my house to eat dinner. Today i call him and it goes like this....
Me: want to have pork chops with us tonight?
Dad: how are you fixing them?
Me: with gravy and biscuits.
Dad: ok you know i don't like them fried (Yes i know dad).
Dad: you making mashed potatoes? with the cheese? that's he only way I want it.
Me: umm sure.
Dad: I wouldn't mind cauliflower.
Me: ok.
Dad: well be here at 5 to pick me up! And make sure there is tea!
LOL it's like my house is a restaurant!! I now have to go the store to get all of the sides he wants. He is lucky i'm a daddy's girl!
Re: Oh my dad