Instructions

Emily is telling me what we need for her party tomorrow.

"First of all, I want nine candles for the cake. Blue candles. Plain blue, not with stripes. Then I want balloons. And you should get a ballooon pump too, because last year you tried to blow them all up and you ran out of breath. Then tomorrow we have to collect the cake and put up the balloons. Can you remember all that, Dad?. Oh, and Dad, you will wear something nice at my party, won't you. And please remember to shave."

If I wasn't so familiar with Emily's controlling tendencies, I might take this as some kind of hint that I am less than reliable (and somewhat unkempt)...