Man I am full. Forgot it was fathers day, and I woke up to a full on breakfast, went to church with everyone, and came home to rain. But right now I am sitting in my office with a still full belly, grateful to have such awesome friends and family. Its either they love me, or fattening me up as a sacrifice. I don't even have to ask for anything, as there was a glass of Grapico on my desk and my sunday paper waiting for me. I love the holiday, I am left wondering how many dads became dads by an accident? and if they did, how many stuck it out like I did? Just some thoughts. To the other fathers on here, thanks. I called my dad to thank him, but my brown nosing sisters are already there making him breakfast and lunch. Jokes on them, I bought him a Leatherman for Father's day. But all in all its turning out to be a good dad's day.