One more example of delusional-ness

It's my birthday today, and I AM HAPPY TO BE ALIVE.  Yes, I am.

So, anyway, yesterday on our walk Ken and I had the following conversation.

ME:  Aren't you so glad I'm not one of those high maintenance women that expects a big to-do for my birthday?

KEN:  Yes.

ME:  Like, I don't expect expensive gifts or celebrations or anything like that.

KEN:  I know.  It's true.

ME:  I'm just not high maintenance.  I'm happy with anything.

KEN:  Should we get you a cake?

ME:  See?  I don't even care if I have a cake!

KEN:  Why don't I make you a cake?

ME:  NO!  I DON'T WANT YOU TO MAKE ME A CAKE!

KEN:  Why?

ME:  Because you wouldn't do it right.

(Love you, Ken.  And I appreciated the thought.)