Today is my dad's birthday ~ and he told me a few weeks ago that he was actually born on a Friday the 13th, and 13 has always been a lucky number for him.
So - in honor of it being Friday the 13th, here are 13 things about my dad.
 He goes by his middle name (which my sister tried to do with her son, but is really hasn't stuck I don't think)
 My dad is an excellent card player (I was warned and told, but saw it for myself when we all sat and played hearts, my husband kept up pretty well, I must say)
 My dad sleeps naked (this is a great story, for a much later post)
 He tells a good story/joke/anecdote
 My dad is incredibly good looking, if I do say so myself!
 My dad is the younger of two siblings, he has an older sister, who, by all accounts for the last 30+ years has been (sometimes affectionately, sometimes not) called "Crazy Aunt C."
 My dad graduated from Pepperdine with a degree in history and has consistently worked in social services related to youth services/youth help since then (I'm pretty sure... skipping the forays into selling cars with his uncle; helping to run a short-order restaurant with my grandfather; trying his hand at farming -- there may be some other short-lived career adventures, but to put it in broad strokes - he's always had the heart to improve conditions of others.)
 My dad almost always plays devil's advocate in conversations & discussions.
 My dad is dyed in the blue denim liberal.
 When I start thinking about how much I love him I start to cry.
 I love it when he calls me "Blondie"
 In 4th grade I spent one semester living with my dad, step-mom, step-brother, half-sister & half-brother on a farm outside Alex, Oklahoma. What a change from my life as an only child of a single full-time working mom.
 He's got a great voice and an aptitude for music -- I wish he could/would find more joy in that in himself.
I love you dad!