I Want

I want to be on a beach with the sand between my toes.
I want to chop off my hair and get highlights.
I want to go to Target and spend money.
I want to put on my shoes and run outside in the fresh air instead of on the treadmill.
I want to hear a new song that doesn't sound like every other "new" song.
I want to knit.
I want a sewing machine so I can make my girls beautiful dresses.
I want my precious Olivia to stay a baby. She is growing too quickly.
I want everyone to start saying "Right here" like Sophia does. "Bite der!"
I want to go to school for Web Design and do something with myself.
I want a new camera.
I want to magically be skinny.
I want stress to go away.
I want to win the Lotto.
I want to move back to Ohio.
I want to throw all the furniture in my living room away and get new stuff.
I want one more beautiful, sunny Fall day.
I want to have Amy Winehouse's voice so I can be a Rock Star minus the crack.
I want a new bed so the pain in my back goes away.
I want one day to myself so I can sleep in late, take a nap, watch TV, read a book and get my hair did.
I want to be able to remove a wedgie from my butt in the middle of Walmart with no shame.
**Note to self: Buy the new wedgie-free undies**
I want to play the piano, guitar and drums.
I want to join a Church so I can sing in the choir.

I want to punch someone and not be punched back.
I want to be a Karate Kid.
I want to never shave my legs again.
I want perky boobs again instead of these udders.
I want Sophia to be two forever. The kid is awesome.
I want to know Robert Downey Jr.
I want Christian Siriano and Masi Oka to be my best friends.
I want to run my fingers through Sendhil Ramamurthy's hair.
I want to meet Bob Dylan.
I want to go back and see the Beatles live.
I want to be a super hero.
Yes, I have many wants. I may not have these things, but at least I have my kids.

(December 7, 2008)