Happy Pi Day! (rounding up...)

I don't even know where to begin. I have been ashamed of myself lately for my lack of holiday spirit, and yesterday was, unfortunately, no exception. In case you too missed the memo, it was Pi day. Why, you might ask, would this be such a significant holiday? Well first I should probably clarify what it even is. Since pi is 3.14... on March (3) 14 one is to eat pie in mass quantities. Obviously. Now. I don't particularly lust after pie very often, nor do I have the slightest affinity for mathematics of virtually any kind. However, who can be so much of a Scrooge as to deny such a naturally occurring celebration of... round things. At least that's what I like to use it for. The profound and personal nature of this special day dates far back into my childhood--well maybe when I was a teenagehood--and such fond memories cannot be simply tossed out with the spring cleaning. So thankfully, since I am a tad bit out of my element, I was reminded of the date yesterday and immediately vowed to correct my oversight (which I promptly forgot). I was, however, brought to a gross realization of the twisted nature of this country (I am sorry to say it). THEY REVERSE THE DATE! So yesterday was actually 14.3, and 3.14 does not, in fact, exist. Oh dear. I was really liking it here, but this one might take some time for me to adjust to. I simply do not understand how a people could be haters of sugary, filled, pastries--especially a people who eat so much bread. People of Germany, and the world, please acknowledge Pi day as the gift it is to those who are willing to take a moment to slow down and enjoy the simple and tasty things in life. And anything else you wish to include. That's how I do it.

I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.