Funny thing happed this morning.

While sitting trying to think of a subject to write about I found myself nervously rubbing my hands together. This must mean I truly am my fathers child (I guess that's true of all people) But when it comes down to habits I have a few of dads. I have caught myself chewing my finger when angry. That is a good thing because that's a lot better than speaking at that point. I am extremely slow to anger. I am proud to be my fathers child!

I got to go to work! Have a nice day.