Sunday was Father's Day. Last year, Dad was on my shit list and Tim wasn't a father yet (not even to a fetus), so there wasn't much celebrating on June 17, 2007. This year is different.
Dad is officially off the shit list!
He has cleaned up his act, and has an honest-to-blog job in place in the fall! He's going to be a 9th grade science teacher! Is that perfect for Mad Scientist Andy or what? I'm so happy for him, and his students. Before I even knew of this new position, I was enjoying the fruits of his labors. He has been substitute teaching at junior highs and high schools around Salt Lake for a few months, and he has been taking care of himself and his family. It's so great to have him in my life again. The real him. Not the drug-induced-coma him.
And now there is a new soon-to-be-father in my life. My man Tim! He received his first Father's Day gift this year. Golf balls. What else? Of course, I couldn't neglect to get the silly things because he had specially requested them. Twice. A man just can't live without his golf balls.