I don’t know about you, but as I get more happy birthdays, I am trying to eat and do what is supposed to be good for me.
Well, when Albert Einstein was working on his project with neutrons, protons electrons and the nucleus, creating mini explosions, so he could find an answer as to how the universe was created, I wish he had gotten a bit further to leave instructions as to what you do with the aftermath. And to think there is now a grand collider somewhere in Europe trying to accelerate the process.
What happens to you after you have enjoyed a healthy salad with all the trimmings? Watch out! My 62 year old stomach, all the plumbing and other mechanic organisms inside me go on a hot air balloon adventure thinking they are part of Einsten’s experiment. May the goddesses of nature have mercy on me. I would rather explote than offend those around me, but come on, there has to be a solution to this dilemma.
The adventures through the land of many happy birthdays doesn’t get easier and you have to be strong and to some degree airheaded to deal and ignore the after effects of keeping healthy and staying away from doctors. But that’s another story for another day.
Did I hit a nerve or is it just me and my internal systems?
Lighten up. Remember, it is heathy to make fun of yourself, otherwise you will self-implode.
No one said getting many happy birthday was going to be easy.
Happy eating healthy!
Your happy contessa
P.S. If you got offended with this posting, please let yourself release some gas.