my father's daughter

Yesterday I was running around school in a short-sleeved shirt and jeans and a girl said to me, "Aren't you cold? You're making me cold just looking at you." (It was maybe 60 degrees or something, not super cold.) But the thought struck me that I'm becoming my father. Here's why....

My dad rarely wears anything more than his trademark jeans and a black t-shirt until it gets truly cold because he declares he isn't cold. Maybe I'm developing his metabolism or ability to retain body heat. Who knows. So here's my top ten reasons why I am my father's daughter:

10. Ability to stand slight dips in temperature with short sleeves (to a point of course)

9. We're weird












8. Shared obsession with Parisian tea










7. Same weird sense of humor that is usually more funny to us than anyone else.

6. We are wine conossieurs.... well wanna-bes in my case












5. Enjoy intellectual challenges and pursuits

4. Same crazy curly hair










3. We like history













2. We're pensive introverts












1. We share the ever attractive Heath mystique...










Case closed.

Beware world.... I am becoming more like my father every day to my mother's horror. haha It explains the lack of skill at sports and awkward dance moves....

If any of you notice a startling pattern of my wearing black t-shirts please stage an intervention!

I love you Padre!