me 'n father. some where along the line of my life, i started to affectionately call my dad "father". it has always been this silly thing that i would do, and it always made us laugh. but it's just stuck and i almost always answer my phone when he calls "hello father." and he will almost always respond "hello daughter." i've already sent my gift, and my card (and he's already cried when he read it!), but as i scurry around my apartment today making food, cleaning, making more food, studying, etc. i keep thinking of my precious father. i have the oldies station blasting. i genuinely LOVE oldies!! my whole life my dad has had the oldies station going whether he was working in the garage, driving me to practice, doing yard work, going on family vacations in the hot wagon or dust buster, or when he and i do our ritual morning coffee run to wawa at the beach and we ride in the truck- always the oldies! today my heart is smiling knowi...