Birthday Boy...

Okay, so today was my little brother's birthday, but I can't really say, little brother considering he is at least a half a foot taller than I...so younger. Anyway, the original plan for his birthday party was to commence at Golden Corral (yipes), which I think is my dad's favorite restaurant? Anyway, my younger brother calls him and says, ''Dad, we are not eating at Golden Corral for my 21st birthday." haha. So we ate at the Olive Garden instead...haaa. Our dinner conversation consisted of a great story that my dad told...I think in his old age, he is getting blonder and not grayer...and considering his age, he looks pretty darn good (please bless that those great genetics were passed down).

But my dad is into the remote control airplanes and has been since I can remember, which is a long time because I have a great memory. Now that he is retired, he comes over the mountain to fly with the 'cronies' aka. other flying buddies. Understand also now that my dad's hearing is also...well, not as sharp as it used to be, so he sets his phone on vibrate when the airplanes are running because he can't hear it. The story goes like this... The other day, he came over to fly his airplane with his buddy Dave. While doing this, he had put his phone in his pocket and forgot about it. During the flight of the airplanes, Dave yells to my dad, "Hey, is there a bee flying around you?" My dad replies with a no, he can't see or hear anything and continues to fly. Again, Dave brings up that he swears there is a bee flying around him and this time my dad hears it, not only hears it but believes with all his might that it is in his pocket. At this point, my dad has his pocket pried open with his fingers trying to get the dang bugger out, without being stung on the leg. He tells Dave finally to get his leather gloves because this bugger isn't coming out and he is afraid of the worst. Dave runs to the truck to get the gloves and returns only to find a cell phone and set of keys in my dad's hand. Yes, don't worry, the 'bee' was a cell phone and key set.

This story is just some of the great things that my dad does. He is very entertaining...we also love him a lot. Anyway, here are some photos of the party!