Is my daddy from Margaritaville?

People keep thinking my dad is Jimmy Buffet. My dad can't sing, and he certainly doesn't have "Jimmy Buffet money." Oh, how I wish he did. Quite a few people have refused to believe my dad when he tells them he is not Jimmy Buffet. I told him to start charging for autographs and pictures. Lauren needs a trust fund.

Here's the photographic evidence.

Facebook Status of the Day

It's nice to have people who notice when I don't blog. Thanks B, T, and C for your, ahem, subtle hints this morning.

Facebook Status of the Day:

• Well Henry made it 15min tonight at swimming, looking more like Phelps after the bong hits!!

Runners up:

• Man, getting up at seven adds a hell of a lot more to your day!!!! Geesh...
• FS would like to kick everyone who designs Pitney Bowes machinery and software in their big, stupid heads.
• DN's cat got her up at 7:30 a.m. I will now retaliate by vacuuming the entire house.