Daddy Diva

So, I know there are so many posts about the subject that we all love to fuss about but none of us actually do anything tangible about; MEN! I always have funny stories about the men that surround the train wreck that is my life, but often I don't post them due to fear of hurting someone's feelings. I suppose that is an opinion I have recently tossed into the back of the closet because here it is, my current man rant. Last night Big and I were traveling all over (actually I had traveled all over he just made one stop with me) to locate certain parts for his sick refriderator. After several minutes of running around the store we finally arrived at a choice of brushes that he needed. During our walk around, I had received a few texts from my Daddy that said that their power was out there in Drummonds and was out for no particular reason. He was complaining about how hot it was and how bored they were. I expressed my sympathy for the situation and kept trailing after Big. While checking out at the Home Depot, I received a text that made me laugh and perplexed me all at the same time. It read something like this: call the power company, give them my number and see what's going on...... Ummmm.... you are texting me on your cell phone.... So I explained that we were out shopping and I couldn't really just stop and call, so he should use that cell phone that he was texting me on at that precise moment to call the electric company to find out what was the malfunction. The answer was, I can't call you call. LOL. This was just too good. We texted back and forth for a minute and then decided that he was out of luck and also very hot. Frustration was building up even though I somewhat felt sorry for them all down there in the heat. Taylor was swimming in the pool outin the darkness of the front yard, which I am sure was hilarious on more than one level. I just could not for the life of me understand how he had signal enough to reach me continuously via text message but could not make a single phone call to log an outage. Okay, so it sounds like I am angry but I am not, promise. I assure you it was all comical to me and still is which is why I am sharing it with you guys here and now. After checking out, driving to get food, getting the food, driving home, unloading the vehicle, and then finally eating some grub, I was trying to make him understand that no one would be there for me to ask on a Sunday night all the while he was complaining about dying from heat exhaustion. The several years that I lived out there the power used to sporadically go out for no apparent reason at all. We never really knew why and became really used to it. I know it's really been a scorcher here lately but oh my goodness. My suspicion was that he just didn't want to, but then again maybe he really couldn't make a call even though there is an old timey rotary phone around that house down there somewhere. You never know what is going to come out of his mouth or apparently his phone these days. LOL I responded to his text finally saying that they were working on the problem only then to get one back saying that the power was back on. Just Damn. He was appreciative for all of that in his own way. Just thought I would share my current Daddy Diva story. Love You Dad.