alix, my pseudo step-daughter, is in london.
she calls it a semester abroad.
from all reports, she is learning a lot—some even from classes.
she's been gone about four weeks now, and i finally got a voicemail from her.
it was a reaching out of sorts to acknowledge my pseudo step-dad influence on her.
she called from a slot machine to tell me i was right, gambling sure can be fun.
except i'm pretty sure that's not exactly what i told her.
she had just won 15 pounds.
i think under today's exchange rate, that is about $900,050 or something.
she also mentioned that she wanted me to take her to Atlantic City the day she returns home.
between that and the so-called encouragement of my son to play online texas hold'em poker to earn college spending money, i’m pretty much qualified to be called a bad dad seed by any mother’s measure.
2 comments:
Hey you're a dad that listens. #1 in my book. Cool blog.
Oh pish-posh (I've always wanted to say that). I agree with Copyboy, a Dad that listens is #1 in ALL books.
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