Mein Vati

So...my dad cracks me up. He and I are so dang alike it's pretty funny. Heck, he is the person in the family I look the most like. I am the feminine version of him. Down to the square hands and the ...can I say "thunder calves" in a nice way?

I give you, for my entertainment, a few emails:

Susannah,
I hope you are feeling better this morning.
Take care of yourself. Eat oranges and stuff, maybe mushrooms, olives? I don't much like olives. Maybe they are not so good for you anyway. Hey, but lots of Diet Pepsi though. I KNOW that's good for you.
(...)
I simply couldn't handle a job that dealt with computer crashes all the time. I'd have to retire early, or flip hambergers, or become a department store detective..something else! Maybe an assembly line dude... This other stuff is just too much to handle.

Hahaha. How could you not love that?!

Last week-- Me:

Of course the picture wasn't BAD, because it was of ME!  :)
However, as a general rule:  all published pictures of me should be free of a few things; including, but not limited to:  zits, double and triple chins, bad hairdos, tummy rolls, and food stains.  I understand adhering to this may be a tad hard, as there are so few that do not include at least one food stain.
-Susannah

Him:

You and me both, Babe.
- Dad