Happy Birthday Dad
Dad does not share his daughter’s enthusiasm for social media. In fact, if anything, its something he goes out of his way to avoid…

…this kinda stuff.
Imagine my surprise when my brother reported my Stepmother –in response to his new found obsession with the iPad– had come up with an idea gift for a gift for one of the most difficult people out there to get gifts for.
He’d been watching Steve Jobs video demonstration religiously. Apparently, the name didn’t put him off. Nor did the fact that it wasn’t paper.
Analog History
It’s not as though Dad isn’t a computer person. In 1984, thanks to my Mom, the Speier family was an inaugural Mac adapter. In the 90s, during my college years, Dad provided my first Powerbook and even pushed a modem on me when I had to clue as to…you know, back in the day…
As far as “pads” go (and, yes, its also difficult for me to resist the urge to insert the “maxi” prefix, punctuated by girlie giggles) for as long as I’ve known him, Dad’s been very particular about using those standard spiral bound reporter notepads he routinely purchases in bulk along with the NASA developed Fisher bullet shaped space pens he’s always used. In other words, Palm Pilots, Crackberrys, iPhones — never held any appeal for my dad.
Yet, there was Stepmom, Mathilde, insisting that this is what Dad keeps talking about. So Mathilde and Bro and Sis-in-law (with little bean on the way) and me all chipped in and presumably, when these monolithic ten commandments becomes available in March or April or whenever it reaches D.C., Dad’s gonna be among the first.
Can you guess who that cute little baby in the photos is?
Can You Believe My Dad Doesn’t Trust Me With Digital Photos?
Far as Dad’s squeamishness about social media is concerned, I’d no idea why.
From time to time he is loathe to send digital pictures to me and says things along the lines of, “you’re not going to put that on Facebook, are you?” Its almost as though he harbors this fear that I might deliberately post an emberassing picture of him on my blog and it would end up all over the internet.
And why would I do a thing like that? Especially on his birthday..give me SOME credit, okay?
Ohhhhh, whadda cute pudgie little baby…and whadda big head…ohhh, so, soooo cute…HI Dad!












