I Love My Daughter

My daughter, young Galadriel Tanqueray Onassis, is over this weekend for some quality time with Dad.

She's in her bedroom at her computer.

I am in my bedroom, at my computer.

I emailed her this poster that I poached from nightmare:


I txt'd her to check her email.

She txt'd back "I did. Cool your jets."

Then she emailed me this response to the poster:

"Hahahahaha.
Thats Frikkin great!!
Thats how I feel about all that hocus pocus."

In about another hour or so, I'll text her a "good night, I love you!"

Maybe tomorrow I'll take her to see Iron Man.

She's pretty much the coolest chick I know.

She get's that from me.