Cake, Pie, and Court Dates
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Sorry it's short, but I'm glad I wrote something. ^o^ Happy Birthday Noll and Gene!
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September 20th; Noll's birthday. He's not aware of this yet, but I'm looking into it to see if I can get this changed in court.
Because, in all honesty, it's just not fair. You know how you hear stories about twins having fun birthdays? Not me, oh no. That would require Noll to be a fun twin.
It would require Noll to be a fun person, in general.
So, hear me out when I tell you my woes: cake and pie.
You heard me.
Yesterday, Luella was trying to figure out what we wanted for our birthday celebration this year (she always makes homemade desserts for our birthday). Me? I had been mentioning a layered chocolate cake, with white chocolate-filling, covered with chocolate frosting, with strawberry and chocolate-pieces decorated on top. All week. She kind of ignored me all week. So I felt like I had to keep bringing it up.
What can you say; I've felt a little chocolate-deprived this month. It must be the full moon.
That worries me a little bit.
Well, yesterday, she asked us what we wanted. Noll kind of forgets the fact that it's his birthday most of the time. He doesn't care; he's one of those old-soul kinds of people that are like I-don't-care-if-I'm-a-year-older-go-burn-in-Hell-f or-bringing-it-up types of people.
You know, in my opinion, those people are the most sensitive about their ages.
Anyway. Luella said that I chose the celebration dessert last year. Which I don't think is fair, since Noll doesn't care about our birthday anyway, so I should be the one that runs the celebration. He wouldn't mind.
To get to the point, she said it was his turn, and asked what he wanted.
Noll doesn't care, remember this fact.
So, I'm pretty sure to spite me, he said pie. Pie. Pie. Pie.
Apple pie.
Does anyone realize that pie rhymes with die?
Despite the obvious resentment towards pie, I actually don't dislike pie. I like it quite a lot, in fact. I just wanted cake this year.
Why did he have to be like that? I didn't even realize that he knew it was his birthday. I thought everyone just thought it was my birthday.
Because, you know, we really don't look that alike.
In my opinion.
On a side note: this is all being documented in the new journal that my brother got me for my half of the birthday. I got him a new fancy gel pen. We seem like very mutual brothers. I actually asked him for a new video game, but I guess that he noticed my journal was almost out of pages, so I can't blame him.
He asked for a pen and I bought him a pen. I'm simple like that.
Finishing up, this whole entry was actually supposed to be written about the fact that I (since I'm the older brother) am changing my little brother's birthday to today. So everyone who celebrated Noll's birthday yesterday was wrong. Mine was yesterday, his is today. Besides, I don't think he'll mind.
No, the fact that he, as a twin, would then have been born a day after me is not weird.
It scared the doctors half-to-death, though.
He was always the weird twin.
I've yet to inform Luella and Martin about this fact. I don't think they'll care either. Then I'll be able to get my cake and Noll can get his pie.
Oh, yeah, that's how this all started.