When it comes to my family, despite us being a family of four, I'm sorta treated like the fifth wheel. I never know what's going on, can't understand what is going on and will normally be the last to know about it. My family is also a strange bunch, though my brother lives only a little over an hour away from me here in Louisiana, he only calls me whenever he's starting to get his life back together. My Mom, whom has been divorced something like four times, I lost count, has re-married and during that period as moved from here to Akransas, then Arkansas to Tennessee. My Dad has a more solid life style like myself, he lives in Australia and is re-married, we do the same thing just about every day when it comes to work but make enough cash where we can splurge one ourselves and our spouses on goodies (it' funny because I, as his daughter, have been married longer than he has).

Any way, what a perfect Father's Day gift my bro could give to our Dad. My Dad flew in from Australia and arrived in New York Saturday, and he just now got to here in Louisiana a little bit ago. But the reason why my Dad is down here is to attendant my brother's court date. My brother is a thirty-year-old man and stays in jail just as long as he stays out, in for two months our for two, in for six months and out for six. Now I'm not saying for any of us to just toss him over our shoulders and forget about him, but he's dang near thirty and still going to jail. I think now is about time my folks should stop holding his hand and let him go to jail, if he can bail himself out then fine, if not, then he's just out of luck. My Mom and dad have spent thousands on him with bailing him out, and he keeps going right back in. It's even worse because as soon as he gets back in my Mom and Dad call me and tell me I should go see him, only he has one visiting day, the beginning Thursday of every month. That is a major day for me at work and a truck day. I'm not gonna put my job life on hold just because he got thrown back into jail. Now I'll be there for him when he gets out. He's been doing this for roughly 10 years, and for 10 years, with me being the only family member around, I'm the only person there for him to see when he gets out, I buy him clothes, give him food, take him out for dinner, give him gas money and make sure he comes over for holidays (if he's not in jail during then).

But now, a court date is set for today and it's been three years since I saw my Dad, since my bro saw our Dad. My Dad even changed his flight schedule around just so he could be at my bro's court date and my Mom drove all the way down from Tennessee to see him. Meanwhile, all heads turn to me wondering why I'm not there too. Well, I'm not going to waste my time on him, he's a grown man, he knows what he's doing is stupid and still does it. So stop holding his hand and let him face the music like a man. But I'll be there for him when he gets out.

And today, today might be the last time my Dad gets to see his son's face for who knows how many years. What a way to say Happy Father's Day to him by him having to show up for the court date.

So thanks Daniel. I love you to death, but god damn you for being so stupid that this had to happen for Father's Day.

On another note: This is my Dad's b-day month too.