I went to get my lunch out of the fridge today and Scout was sitting at my feet. After I had removed my lunch, but before I closed the fridge door, I bent down to give her some love. I stood there petting my dog with the fridge door wide open! This was Dad's pet peeve and still to this day, when I leave the door open for more than a second, I hear inside my head, Dad's voice nagging at me to close the door. This morning, I left it open a little longer, just enjoying the memory of his hollering.
A while backt I sat on the couch and ate an apple next to Marty. I ate the whole apple and Marty said nothing. He did not complain about my "loud chewing" at all. He just watched TV ignoring the fact that I was eating all together. Dad would NOT have sat and ignored my apple eating. He would have complained about me "chewing right in his ear" until I left the room. Apparently he hated the loud sounds of apple eating.
Yep, there are a lot of fun, happy, feel good memories, tones of them, but every once in a while I miss I miss annoying my Dad....and having a Dad to annoy!!!!!