I love my father.
I hate that because he lost his job he has nothing better to do than sit around all day thinking of ways to "fix" my life.
I hate that he calls my husband to give him a talking to and that he does so because apparently my husband's father called him.
Then my father calls me and informs me he will be calling later tonight with my mother to speak to me.
My wedding night would have been much stranger with my father and father in law there.