You know how mylar balloons get a little weird when they start to deflate? They drift around the house in unpredictable patterns? A Birthday balloon snuck up on me in the kitchen yesterday, kissed me on the cheek, and then drifted away. If I were a different person, I might think that my father came to visit me for Father's Day, in the form of a mylar balloon, but since I'm me, I'll just marvel at how oddly semi-deflated balloons behave.
Awwww.
Posted by: Julia | June 18, 2012 at 04:59 PM
Or maybe your dad "blew" you a kiss.
I love your blog!
Posted by: Erica Wu | June 18, 2012 at 03:55 PM