I'm fresh out of ideas for a post today. Sorry about that. Going to get out and enjoy this gorgeous weather we're having: it's been in the upper 70s/low 80s every day this weekend.
Today I am grateful for my stepfather and stepmother. Although neither of them ever acted as an actual parent to me--my father didn't marry my stepmother until I was in college, and though my stepfather married my mother when I was 10, I never lived with them during my childhood--I do feel fortunate to have good relationships with both of them.
My stepfather passed away in March 2007. Today would've been his 73rd birthday. He was funny (in an inappropriate, irreverent way), loved animals and liked doing nice things for people on the sly (example: when I was in college, he would change the oil in my car and hide a $20 bill in the ashtray). I know my mother was much happier during the almost-26 years that they were married than she was during the years she was married to my father.