Here I am chilling on top of Dad. He’s pretty comfortable… except… his face is kinda scratchy. His shirt on the other hand is very soft. Mom is the queen of soft, sweet smelling laundry. She got that gene from Gammy Carol. So back the the scratchy face… come to think of it… it’s not just weekends that Dad’s face is scratchy… it’s pretty much all the time. Can someone tell him that the Miami Vice look is um… a bit dated. I wonder if he rolls the sleeves up on his blazers?