So Father's Day is right around the corner (readers that means June 16th). I got a creepy reminder on my commute into work the other day -http://instagram.com/p/aOu3ETNrtv/ . My friend Kay's mom slipped that into her bag as a reminder and we both got a good laugh. But in all seriousness, what do you get the man that knows how poor you are? Every gift I get is either too little, too last minute, or he tells me to return it and use that money for "books"( which really means clothing but what he does not know will not hurt him).
I love my dad beyond words. I look nothing like the man because my parents used hormone injections to have me and somehow my mom definitely mutated the mixture so we look identical. But personality wise, we just get each other. Some dads princess their daughters.... none of that happened in the Hand household. I played every sport and before I could eat dinner I had to make 10 foul shots in a row. The only girly thing he partook in was doing my hair when I had a broken wrist. He made me strong, independent, and a meat lover. All I want to do is show him my appreciation for not letting me end up a stripper with daddy issues.
So, since I am the eldest child I am in charge of the gift. I also get to pay for it because neither of their broke asses has an income. How does a poor person afford a gift from three people to their father? Well I think I have come up with two options....
1. Since my dad always says not to get him anything, I am getting him this -http://www.amazon.com/cub-Gift-of-Nothing/dp/B002J8VDXE/?qid=1322068563&ref=sr_1_1&ie=UTF8&sr=8-1 . This is a ball of nothing. I got the man exactly what he asked for, it always fits, and always in style!
or, since I do not want to be known as the jackass kid...
2. Feed Him. Groceries are affordable, we already own some of the ingredients so that will save cash, and I get to feed myself in the process!
Hoping for the best, expecting an average outcome!
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