Thursday, September 18, 2008

I Love My Tini

This is my daddy, Mike, aka Tini. (That's his 'grandpa name.' He looks real Tini doesn't, he?)
His life is full of many great blessings: strong faith, a batshit crazy loving wife, 2 unlovable sassy daughters, disastrous twin sons, 2 stupid brave daughter-in-laws, a beautiful granddaughter, 4 dogs, 3 cats plenty of martinis, cigars and of course, he has his LSU Tigers. What more could a man want in life? Well, I mean if I asked Tini, he said he's still lacking a herd of goats, but he's pretty much got it all!

Tomorrow, Tini will add a brand new hip to his list of wonderful personal belongings. Story sound familiar? Yes, my mom just got herself a new knee about two months ago, and my dad was so jealous of her limp, he scheduled a surgery for himself too! I swear, my parents just celebrated their 34th anniversary on Sunday the 14th. Please note that I said 34 years, not 44, 54, 64 or 74 years. My parents are so young, yet so old with their fake body parts (and not the good perky kind.) At least when one gets stopped by airport security and is forced to undergo a cavity search, the other one will be right alongside. Isn't that sweet? So here's to my wonderful parents and their amazing marriage, their speedy recoveries and of course, to their new matching metal! :)

*When my parents found out they were going to be grandparents, they were discussing what their grandchildren would call them. Dad insisted that my mom be "Maw" and he could be "Tini," so when the grand kids came to visit, they could tell their friends that they were going to "Maw-Tini's" house. My dad clearly loves his chilled vodka! Mom refused "Maw" but Tini has stuck for dad.

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