Ahw, I got a text from my dAd recently:
<ul>
	<li>How do you spell sierinae cheese?</li>
	<li>Sirene?</li>
</ul>
Me:
<ul>
	<li>Sirene. You got it.</li>
</ul>
dAd:
<ul>
	<li>I don't have any but I would like some.</li>
</ul>
Me:
<ul>
	<li>Me too!!</li>
</ul>
At the time, I didn't know what he was up to.

I was between the end of a play and going for food with my sister and friends so I sent my messages quickly and then forgot about it. My dAd has been busy sorting and filing thousands of photos from his trip to Bulgaria so I guessed that the Friday night texts were related to that.

Then today, when I was reading my RSS feed I was delighted to read <a href="http://wallawallalocal.wordpress.com/2013/10/23/pendleton-round-up-main-street-show/" target="_blank">this blog post</a> by my dAd. First off, I LOVE that my dAd has a blog. He's so hip--even if he doesn't have a beard, wear skinny jeans or rock black-framed glasses.

Anyhow, he has a great post with plenty of pictures of me eating fried things. Aside from writing about the Pendleton Round up he also writes about American style french fries with cheese and Bulgarian french fries with cheese.

Turns out he likes the Bulgarian ones better.

Me too!!