It’s My Birthday, I’ll Eat Pie If I Want To
Pie. That was the topic of discussion for most of the day.
When I explained my birthday plans were to go to the grocery store to pick up some pie, I was met with bewilderment.
Pie? Yes, pie. It’s my birthday, dammit, I’ll eat pie if I want to.
But, I guess it stems back to my childhood and getting older really put the pressure on. When I was younger, my sister would always get this particular pie and it tasted so good. I don’t remember what kind of pie specifically, but I believe it was coconut cream. Never been a fan of coconut (unless it’s the jelly kind), but this pie was always so yummy.
It was about reliving a small portion of my childhood, even if it meant people asking me if I felt ill in the head and breaking my diet.
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