I should be doing a million things right now. But all I want to do is sit and think about stuff I want that I don't have*. I don't usually do this, I swear. Most days I go about my business doing just fine with what I've got. But every once in a while, it's like I lift up my head and notice the glaring hole in my life that could be filled by a new XYZ. And then I feel sad or hopeful (if it's near a gift-giving holiday) or just discontented. Today I'm feeling the last. But HEY! It's my birthday in two weeks. So here's my list, from largest to smallest.
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10.If this were American Idol, Simon would call my post "self-absorbed, indulgent, and boring." Oh well. I had fun. Now, where did I put my credit card . . . ?
*Disclaimer: This blog post in no way reflects the opinions or ideas of my husband, nor does it mean to imply that said husband is not a good provider. However, readers are free to infer whatever they wish about the author's own character.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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Do you have a boppi or are you coveting a cute one--because I have one (4 years old and needs a bit of stuffing). I understand. Sometimes I covet many of those things.
I didn't see a DownEast Basics camisole on that list, but that's okay because technically I guess it doesn't need to be there -- I got one for you today. And it was 20% off, so I also even have change for you. Maybe you can put that towards something else on your list. :)
Trust me, the apple corer is only sort of worth it. It's great on perfect shaped apples, but get a wonky one and you still end up with seeds in all the wrong places.
If I did this post, it would be filled with babies.
Regarding the OXO good grips™ apple corer—I would say it is 95% worth it. For the odd shaped apples, you just take a nibble out of the middle of the cut piece and spit it in the sink. Basically apple eating done in watermelon style.
I like your list. I was just unloading DIRTY dishes from my dishwasher AFTER running it and I thought to myself (or maybe I said it out loud) "Why do I have to spend decades living in CRAPPY apartments with crappy appliances. All I want is a brand new dishwasher that works!" And then Marshall's voice rang in my mind "You know, in Argentina families of 10 live in one bedroom dirt floor houses." (he says that sometimes when I grumble) So then I felt bad for a second but quickly dismissed it and started dreaming of the day when I have a house with a yard and a car that's less than 15 years old and a functioning dishwasher and....
*also don't want to imply that my husband isn't a good provider, just for the record.
So I think I with you on this one. And I was so sad I missed your chat call yesterday. Call me again!
You know, while we were living with my parents I was talking to my dad one day while mom was getting ready to go on a date with him. They live in a very nice expensive home with all I could ever imagine temporally wanting in it. I asked him what they were going to do. He looked in the distance, and, as wistfully as a man can, said, "We are just going to spend some time together talking about our dreams." It totally caught me by surprise. They have dreams? As I've thought of it since then, I think it is always good to have something to shoot for and dream about. As long as we don't linger on how we don't have it. Josh and I have a couch we dream about. As it is way out of our price-range we know it will not come anytime too soon. But it is nice to have something just to dream about together. Perhaps someday...
Emily,
I won't judge you for coveting a toilet -- after all, you have a good argument that a toilet is a necessity rather than a want.
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