Day 43 – Who’s A Genius? Not Me, That’s For Sure

Know why I’m not a genius? I just put on my glasses and wondered what in the hell was wrong with them, why did they stop working. Know why?

I have contacts in.

Cripes.

Old and confused much?

I know I’m not talking about food anymore but I have to say this, next week, when my birthday week is finally over with, I want salads. Lots and lots of salads.

To offset all of the crap I’ve been guilt-free indulging in.

God, I’m craving a salad right now!

Sure. I say that because I just got done eating dinner. A dinner that contained no salad.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll have a salad for my birthday lunch with my mom, my niece and the attempted murderer/great nephew.

But I wouldn’t bet on it.

I don’t know what I’m going to wear to my roller skating birthday party. Have I mentioned that I’m having a roller skating birthday party on my birthday? No?

Princess Supreme Banana Chocolate Muffins aka Patty, who will be going roller skating on my birthday!

I know what I’d like to wear – something Napoleon Dynamite might wear to a roller skating birthday party. Short shorts, gym socks with stripes, a head band. I just don’t think I’ll have enough time to search the Twin Cities’ secondhand stores for my dream outfit.