Nick’s child, Valauria, had a birthday yesterday at the local state park/beach area. The entire event was celebrated with meatless burgers and hot dogs, also some kind of bacon that was not harvested from a pig. All of the food confused me as to the process of its formation, but lets be honest about the lack of chances of me missing a meal.
Present was also a cake that, for some reason, every time I walked by I thought to myself “oohhh, there is cake,” and would have to promptly remember that I had already seen said cake four other times. I think I have a thing in my head that is constantly impressed at cake.
Did I mention that my bithday is coming up soon? It is. Veronica seems convinced that I know what I want for it, but in all honesty it is kind of hard to come up with anything. Feel free to drop a couple of suggestions.