When I was a child, my birthday was the best holiday of the year. I loved having something to plan for, especially when I got to do all the choosing. I loved my birthday so much, that I talked at my mom about it for most of the year. After my birthday was over in September, my mom had about five months of peace until Valentines Day. As soon as Valentines Day was over (I liked planning our Valentines Day party), my birthday was “coming up” in September and I was “almost” nine.
I mostly grew out of my birthday obsession habit. I am an adult now and I have more important things to focus on during the year than my next birthday party. I grew up so much that I only get excited about my birthday ONE MONTH in advance! I don’t think I can get any better than that.
On Pinterest, I found a recipe for unicorn poop. Looking up unicorns on Pinterest, you will be accosted with all forms of unicorn bodily functions. The internet is filled with unicorn poo, farts, and barf… But, do not fear, only good things can come from a unicorn. This is why unicorns fart rainbows and poop cookies. Continue reading