Birthday Ice cream

I'm having fond memories of my birthday and wish it wasn't over, so I'm eating the last ice-cream from the box of Magnum Rocky Roads we got for my birthday pudding because we couldn't be bothered making our traditional birthday fare. They are slightly odd because of the marshmallow coating under the chocolate coating. It is not like ice-cream and doesn't seem as cold. Under that is chocolate ice-cream with ripples of jelly through it. Yum. Johnny isn't mad on the nutty outside, but it's all good to me. Johnny wanted the whole thing to be marshmallow.

Life's little questions:

• Why is there nothing worth watching on TV on Tuesday night?
• How did we manage to spend over $100 on groceries today when we only needed cat litter?
• Why do I have to be allergic to hair dye when I want hair that is as gloriously red as Paloma Faith's?
• What the H-ll did I have to cut out of my hair this morning?
• Should I cut my hair or keep growing it? (If food keeps flying at lunchtime in my classroom I might not have a choice- see question above)
• Why is chocolate bad for me in the vast quantities I want to eat it in?
• Why do I love America's Next Top Model but can't bring myself to watch the NZ version (to the point where the ads make me cringe)?

Due to Question 1, I think I'll be off to bed very soon. XXX