i might as well be a barbie.

okay. no, i don't wanna be a barbie.
but remember how there once a barbie that said, "math class is tough?"
i do.

well not really, because i never was allowed to own a barbie. [according to mama, they were bimbos]
but, anyways. math class is tough. and i'm not even in math.

maybe if i was like loonette [the clown on the big comfy couch] i could 1. tell time. and 2. touch my toes.
see? clock rug stretch{clickhere,itllchangeyourlife//perspectiveonwhatflexibilityis}

unfortunately, we are learning how to tell time in russian.
problem 1. its hard for me to do that in english.
problem 2. when it comes to telling time in russian, it requires math. math and i don't get along.

MOVING ON.

three interesting facts about myself to make me feel better about my lack of math skills.


1. I have a squash sitting in my pantry. And, I'm going to cook it.
2. I had a blister on my foot that was shaped like a heart. 
3. I make a mean cornbread stuffing.