Looking For Quacks In The Pavement

They’re both teenagers now? Save me!

My daughter turns 13 today. I am the father of teenagers. Does this frighten anyone else, or is it just me?

Since my mid-week visits tend to run between an hour and two hours in duration, I decided to make Saturday a “father/daughter day” as a kind of early celebration and present. We didn’t do anything too terribly exciting, mind you. The first order of business was food, so we hit the mall for Arby’s sandwiches. While there we also introduced her to the tacky but amusing electronics wonderland that is Radio Shack, and we perused a few other shops (like the occasionally-evil Suncoast, where they had R.O.D. TV #1 on sale… ahem).

After the mall, being the jet-setting family that we are, the plan of action became “go home and play games and watch a movie.” So we worked on her healer Empathy Defender for a while (with some help from a friend in Seattle) and finished the day by kicking back and watching Castle of Cagliostro, one of my all-time favorite movies.

I am reliably informed that she had a good time on Saturday. Hopefully she’ll like her other present, too…

(Happy birthday, kiddo!)


  1. Kylanath

    Hopefully she likes her other present. If she doesn’t, she’s gonna get a well earned tickling from the person who picked out her present and specifically remembered her talking nonstop about it. *smirk*

    And what’s this “friend in Seattle” bit? Snarky boy…

  2. Lil

    Yeah, if she’s a “friend in Seattle,” what am I — an “acquaintance in Portland”? Boys are so silly.

  3. Spud

    We are not

    In any case, both her and I have tried out that present. Don’t worry; it was worth whatever cost it was as far as I’m concerned. And I think that I’m qualified to make that kind of assumption in that genre.

  4. Lisa

    Happy birthday to her!

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