Happy Birthday, Picky Vegetarian!
Today is the Picky Vegetarian’s birthday! Do you know what I’ll be getting her? Good, ’cause NEITHER DO I! I will not be getting her:
eggplant
tofu
squash (inc. butternut, acorn, et al)
Owen Wilson (she prefers Luke)
a romance novel
a science fiction/fantasy novel
an action movie
a yappy dog
an item of clothing with any kind of ornamentation that might be called “girly”
natch, nothing pink
a cupcake without a good frosting
a purse
shoes that aren’t sneakers: That includes flats, slides, pumps, boots, etc.
make-up
pierced earrings
contact lenses
jewelry in general
meat
a slow cooker
an ‘improve your handwriting’ class; she has lovely handwriting already
a digital-only camera
an Alpha male
Clive Owen (see how that segues?)
reggae
disco
grungy, snarly stuff
a non-baseball cap
a trip to somewhere fabulous rather than far, far away; forget about England or France, she’s heading to Myanmar or Burkina Faso.
Angelina Jolie
an enormous party filled with people she doesn’t know
a dance club
Whew! Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Thank you for being my friend for so long, and so well.
Love,
Megan
PS: The present is coming. Promise.
