Wishful Thinking

July 25th, 2009

That my son and grandson had presentee fathers. That so many assholes weren’t politicians. That winter would come just long enough for me to wear my boots and sweaters a few times and then beat it back to the North Pole or wherever. That I could remember to do pushups every day. That I had more self-confidence, less self-consciousness. That I could learn to walk in high heels without tripping, skidding and falling off the sides. That I knew more salty and savory people, fewer saccharine sweet ones. That I understood how to use my heart rate monitor. That I would ever in my lifetime achieve and maintain Warrior 3 in yoga — forget about Crow. That “Africa” by Toto wasn’t stuck in my brain right now. That FreshBerry frozen yogurt qualified as my daily serving of fruit. That it were cocktail time right now.

6 Responses to “Wishful Thinking”

  1. Waterstone by Lori Plyler says:

    Love it – especially the politician part, oh and the cocktail part. Wait, it's time! 🙂

  2. m. heart says:

    It's cocktail time for me, that's for sure. Yes to more "salty and savory" people as opposed to the saccharine sweet, and funny to see that5 because I was just having a discussion with J about that subject (in relation to blogging) yesterday.

  3. V-Grrrl says:

    I wish Saturday nights were still something to look forward to.

    That it was a cool rainy night in Belgium and I had the casement windows wide open to let in the sound and smell of it.

    That I had someone to get drunk with.

    That my husband would laugh at my jokes.

    That I didn't feel like such a fat sow these days.

    That I didn't care about being a fat sow.

    That Jane would be fine AND win the lottery.

  4. IAB says:

    That you would post more often because I crave your voice. Found myself murmuring in agreement after nearly every line—just substitute kettle korn for cocktail (thanks again for the pic!).

  5. seastararts says:

    i heart salt!

  6. corine says:

    smiles from me in Paris