Okay so this post is a little late in making it to my blog. 
As a matter of fact, I almost just decided to skip blogging about it because it’s old news, ha!
But I found out the other day that my father had checked my blog to see if I had posted on this certain issue…
I was shocked.
He actually checked my blog without me having to prompt him…
WOW!
I better get on the ball…
Don’t want to discourage his new found interest in my oh so fabulous blog, ha!


So anyway, back to the topic of tonight’s ramblings…

The week after Thanksgiving, in fact a couple of days after my sister had just had her surgery, my dad had knee surgery. Yes, if you remember last year I posted a similar story about him…but to ease your fears, it was his other knee this time. (not that it makes it any better.)


This man I call my father (well lately he is referred to as old man…simply because of his inability to walk) does not learn his lesson. You see, the first time he hurt his knee…was a complete accident. Okay all is forgotten. But, when you choose to sign up for the church softball league…only as a coach…but play as well. I tend to lack sympathy for you. 😉 just teasing…I am the sam exact way…wonder where I get it from?


(just seeing if your reading dad.)


Said softball game has brought us to knee surgery number two. And this time my mother got pictures on her iphone just before dad went back to surgery! blackmail!

Okay so this post is a little late in making it to my blog. 
As a matter of fact, I almost just decided to skip blogging about it because it’s old news, ha!
But I found out the other day that my father had checked my blog to see if I had posted on this certain issue…
I was shocked.
He actually checked my blog without me having to prompt him…
WOW!
I better get on the ball…
Don’t want to discourage his new found interest in my oh so fabulous blog, ha!


So anyway, back to the topic of tonight’s ramblings…

The week after Thanksgiving, in fact a couple of days after my sister had just had her surgery, my dad had knee surgery. Yes, if you remember last year I posted a similar story about him…but to ease your fears, it was his other knee this time. (not that it makes it any better.)


This man I call my father (well lately he is referred to as old man…simply because of his inability to walk) does not learn his lesson. You see, the first time he hurt his knee…was a complete accident. Okay all is forgotten. But, when you choose to sign up for the church softball league…only as a coach…but play as well. I tend to lack sympathy for you. 😉 just teasing…I am the sam exact way…wonder where I get it from?


(just seeing if your reading dad.)


Said softball game has brought us to knee surgery number two. And this time my mother got pictures on her iphone just before dad went back to surgery! blackmail!