It was for some stupid engagement party for my Dad's boss (Some hoe-bag chick with a really ugly shirt...and fiance) and I didn't at all want to go. But, because I knew I would end up spending more time with my Dad I went. He ended up leaving early with Jesse, his 20 something friend who's pretty cool, then Marie and I left about an hour later. When we arrived at KirkPatrick's, Dad was there, and Jesse had left to get Pat. It was pretty boring, I couldn't drink (It's a pub) because my Dad's boss was standing right over his shoulder, watching me like a hawk while Marie chatted away with his wife, who was pretty sweet. So after an attempt to call my baby, and no one answering the phone (babe what was that about?) and a couple hours later, I got bored. Pat said that a few people were going to Brian's house, the one who's party I went to with Emily about a month ago. Bleh. I didn't want to go, at all. I told Pat this, but he insisted and pestered me, so I pleaded with Dad to have them drop me off at the house and then they could take the obscenely long drive to Brian's.
"Why don't you just drive yourself home in Jesse's truck and we'll go in the Escort?" Dad says. Mind you, when he says this, he's had a few drinks (and by a few, I mean at least 20 that day...it's ok, it's his day off) so I immediately blow it off. Pat's still bothering me to go, and suddenly Dad's asking Jesse if I can drive his truck back to the house, Jesse says yes. Wait...what just happened? I'm being given permission to drive back to my Dad's house, from Ashburn to Sterling, it a (gorgeous) truck of Jesse's, who I don't know all that well. Did I miss something?
No. I didn't. And I just got home, alone, after parking Jesse's truck in the court at my Dad's, coming from Kirkpatrick's.
This is going to be a moment in my life, long after my Dad has passed away and my kid asks me if they can drive home, alone, when they only have their permit, when I'm going to remember what happened down to the last exact detail of this night. I'm going to remember that my Dad will love me more than any other man in this world (At one point during the night he was talking to one of the people he works with, and introduced me as his only daughter...he loves doing that. "She's my pride and joy!" he said. I could've cried.) I'm going to remember that my Dad was so cool, and kept telling me that if I got pulled over by a cop to tell him to "get the fuck away from me" (remember, at least 20 drinks that day.) I hope that my kids will love me as much as I love my Dad right now, no other man can compare.
And you know what? ...I feel infinite.
...just don't tell my Mom.
