Wednesday, April 27, 2011
We all spend our lives wanting things and thinking we truly need them. We listen to that bad devil and then wonder “why did I want…?” This morning I thought about my wanting thoughts and came to this conclusion.
I want negative people to be fitted for a giggle corset. (My invention) That way all we see is a “get this off” wiggle dance accompanied by the sound of giggles.
I want everyone to ride in a wheel chair for a day. Yea, show me your off-the-curb wheelie, dare you.
I want all high heels to be equipped with “Bounce off the ground springs.” That way women who insist on clacking their heels annoyingly will not require training.
I want a gum people cannot pop.
I want it to be a high school graduation requirement that you work a semester in either a nursing home or an emergency room. Sort of a “welcome to your life has consequences” course.
I want an app that recognizes spam and sends a minimum of 30 “Shame on you” replies.
I want an identity crisis. I don’t like my current choices.
I want all my loyal followers who have shared their lives, problems and deepest secrets with me to know, it is not a switch. You know who you are so know I cannot turn off the concern and compassion, I worry about you and you never leave my thoughts.
I want to to stop seeing red and green on my TV. Again, as with my southern neighbors we are under a tornado warning. I will not be checking my spelling, grammar or for missed words. Get over it I have to go to the basement.