Humiliaton Day

Today I will call......Humiliation Day! I went to the foot doctor as planned. He said everything is looking great and to come back next week and he will take the stitches out. Rejoice!!! I am healing well. After my appointment I went to visit my 73 year old father and tell him the good news. My sweet dad walks with a cane and if we go to the store he will ride in one of those carts for people that have a hard time walking. (I used one yesterday, I will admit...but I had a good reason.) Well...dad said we needed to go run some errands and he would drive. (I don't think so!!!) I politely let him know I was fine to drive. (Love his handicapped license plate by the way.) Any way, long story short we went to Target. I let him out at the curb and I went and parked the car in the handicapped. I hobbled into the store to where he was standing. Ugh. No riding carts available, so....he puts his cane in a cart and off he goes. For the first time since I was little, my dad was able to out run me. I could not keep up with the old guy. He's 73 and I am only 51. Surely with two bad feet I could keep up with him. No, I couldn't. The killer was.... when we were all done and back in the car he turned to me and said,"I told you to stay in the car, that you couldn't keep up with me!" Man, do I love my dad!!!