Happy Wednesday! (sort of..)
I'm officially at the point of the week where I'm sleep deprived enough to write a new post! WOO! Okay, shh.. I can hear your cheering and your going to wake up Dayton.
Have you guys ever realized how fast time goes? It feels like just yesterday I was writing my adorable post glamorizing procrastination and yet here you are again, ready for another adventurous journey though my brain.
Also, its February?
If you are wondering, no that was not a typo, that was a question. I cannot believe we have already made it to the month of shattered resolutions! Back to eating like normal humans and not going to the gym, we tried our best for a month, YAY!
So, on that note...
February is one of my favorite months because I get to love on that handsome man I like so much. No, this is not a goey romantic shpill about Valentines day, i'm talking about his birthday!
Most people don't really like celebrating birthdays as they get older. Something about the constant reminder that their body isn't as fresh as it used to be freaks people out. Some people just think of it as any old day, I on the other hand LOVE BIRTHDAYS!!
You are probably assuming i'm going to say that I love them because of the chance for a "new you" or a nice reminder that you are moving closer to that older wiser person you are going to be one day, and yeah those are true assumptions, but lets be honest.. the real reason is the cake. The cake/dessert item is the best freaking part. No, i'm not kidding. And for those of you that hate birthdays you gotta admit.. the fact that you get free cake sweetens the deal a little bit.. (see what I did there? I know, so clever..)
For whatever the reason, I love birthdays. Dayton however, is not the biggest fan.
If any of you know me you know that this doesn't phase me at all. I try to make it a big deal for him, especially for him, because I'm so thankful to share another year with him. I'm so glad I get to see him turn into that older wiser person. I am so excited to see what he does with the new year he gets. And of course, I love sharing cake with him. (jk I don't share cake.. but you get the point).
He's my human. I'm so glad he was born. SO I make a big deal about it. Everyone should make a big deal about birthdays.
Why? BECAUSE SCIENCE. (OH Yeah, i'm pulling out the nerd card.) It takes a lot of stuff going right to make a human.
Now, don't get nervous because i'm not about to give you "the talk" here, and if you really don't know how babies are made i'm going to have to direct those questions to your favorite search engine, but I will say that the science that goes into making a human demands to be celebrated. And those people that call babies "miracles" they aren't just being annoying.. they are right. There is a lot more that can go wrong when trying to grow little parasites than people realize. Millions of cell signals and processes have to happen to make that tiny human and then its born and millions of things have to go right for it to grow and become a bigger more opinionated human.
Basically, the odds are stacked against you to begin with. Celebrate the years that you defy them. Celebrate that you are a product of some pretty fricking sweet science. Celebrate another year of not dying,
AND LET ME EAT CAKE DAMMIT.
--Shlog
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