Daddy's day
I had a pretty sweet Daddy's day, beginning with a 7:00AM wake up call by Jessie. She remembered where she and her Mommy had stashed my present (a bike jersey) the day before and scrambled up into Sharon's closet to get it down and bring it to me as I was still waking up. Then mommy cooked a big breakfast of bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns while Jessie and I read the paper. I went on a 3 hour ride up to the University Beacon above Mt Sentinel and, after lazing around most of the afternoon, grilled a big fat pork chop from a pig that was raised in the Flathead.
