The Life of Me

Applesauce, ladies and gentlemen, is rather wonderful stuff, don't you think? I mean, I feel like I tend to be like, Applesause? How childish is that stuff? when somebody mentions it. But if you put a bowl of (good) applesauce in front of me, it's gone in, like, 4 seconds. You know what I really want to do? I want to have an applesauce-eating contest (no hands/silverware allowed), where, like, 5-10 people each get a fairly large bowl of applesauce and just have to dunk their faces into it and eat it as fast as they can. It would be so awesome!

Someday, I'd like to get a guinea pig, mainly for this sole purpose: to fill his little water container thing with applesauce and see his reaction. Or maybe I'd get a hamster so I could name it Sisyphus (and I am nearly certain that I spelled that wrong... But if you've read The Fault In Our Stars, you know what I'm talking about)... But, when pronounced wrong, that could be weird... Whatever... I think I'd still go with a guinea pig... Maybe not... Somebody tell me which is better! (As in, not as smelly, easier to care for, cuter, poops least, etc.) 

Speaking of hamsters and Sisyphus and The Fault In Our Stars... Well, go check out my next post.

-Sue Donimm

P.S. This is totally random, but just FYI, the "Rachel E" is totally just a pseudonym.