TMI, Dad

… But thanks for the warning.

As Peggy and I journeyed back to Toronto early on this sunny morning, my Father placed one of his numerous (and expected) phone calls. Normally these calls range in purpose:

• To list things we may have forgotten -ok, the time with the laptop and the time I left my wallet were totally justified
• Often he wants to check on our progress – really? How far can we get in 20 minutes?
• Sometimes he just calls to pass on anecdotes he forgot to share over the weekend – and we wonder why I yammer so much?

He quite often phones me when I’m at work to check how the rest of the ride was, as well. I miss you too, Dad.

Today, however, was different. Dad had taken it upon himself to ring us and warn of a possible oncoming issue.

Apparently his flatulence had been of the problematic variety, and was concerned it was something that he (and therefore Mom and I) had eaten. So… Ok, I’ll be careful passing wind then – thanks Dad.

Despite the tidings of doom, I experienced nothing more than garden variety gas today.

Does this count as Fatherly wisdom?




Filed under Events in Review, Funny Ha-Ha

8 responses to “TMI, Dad

  1. Peggy

    Peggy here, read this last night and was laughing like crazy……read again this am…..this is my life! No wonder I’m nuts!!!

  2. Kat

    OMG, this is amazing. I also remember you telling me a story about your dad and his comments to people staying over. Anyways, I can commiserate…I have a OB-GYN for a dad! The other day a friend asked me to ask him if some estrogen cream she was taking would reduce her fertility. He said no, but it’ll be great for their sex life. Really, dad?! Did I ask?!

  3. Your dad sounds cool and your story is hilarious! 😀 I enjoyed reading this. I bet your childhood was exceptional. Lol.

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