It's Thursday....

And Blogger/GMAC firewall doesn't like me so you may not see this till Tuesday...
I don't know what to write about. The frustration that is showing up to work...or the joy of being a father. I'll touch on the former for one sec....i am being paid to show up for 8 hrs....basically...i have to answer my phone and tell people to call back in two weeks....and i get to work out at the gym for an hour and half. Well yesterday it was more like 2 hours...you see i show up at 8 everyday(g has to be to daycare by 8 or she turns into a pumpkin), and i had to man the phones from 6-7...so i killed 2 hours in the gym..fun...at least i have finished the 1st season of lost. on to season 2.
The joy of being a father. need i say more than what pictures of G already say? The sweetest darn girl in the world. Ask for a kiss and you shall receive...she even kissed the ugly mug of her godfather/uncle. The other night we went to a "party" and there were quite a few kiddos... she was the life of the party and she knew it too...not only that but she thinks she's like 5 years old...i am in for some big trouble with this one...
I always thought it was kinda lame when Dad and his friends used to joke about bethrothing their daughters...it's not so lame anymore....i don't want to deal with teenage boyfriends...But here i am coming up on fathers day #2.... and i know that in about 15 more I am going to have to get a shotgun...no shells cause just the sound of a shotgun getting cocked is enough to make a 16 year old boy wet himself...