It’s funny how even the people closest to you don’t know you.
Yesterday I was with my dad (we aren’t that close even though we have a lot in common) I use to try and have dinner with him & my mom once a week but being around him was sooooo stressful. He is the type of man that always has an opinion about everything and everyone. And this happens because he is miserable with his life so he feels the need to try a run everyone else’s. Now I have my opinions but I keep them to myself unless I am asked and in the end I always want a person to do what they think is best for them because in the end we are all going to just what we want because that’s how God made us…what with free will and all.
So yesterday he decided to lecture me about my dog...I have a very friendly but very dog aggressive Pitbull. So she got out the other day because my front gate broke due to all the rain we had. And she nothing like Rachel Ray’s dog always biting people. But she does bark up a storm and she didn’t even get far just around the corner. So what’s my dad’s opinion “Get rid of your dog…”
Now if it had 2 or 3 years ago I would have told him but I just let it slide off my back. I try very hard not to get mad at people who:
A: don’t look for me or my daughter
B. don’t call me
And that is my father the man swears he knows everything when he never I mean never looks for me.
