Wishlist

Back in the New Year, when the year was, erm, new, I wrote a post about New Year resolutions rather snappily titled Bring On 2012, Baby. Apart from the goddamnawful title (thank Jeezus I switched to simple one/two word titles) reading it back now makes me cringe a bit. Yeesh. It’s a bit beauty-pageant-queen wishlist. Y’know, world farking peace and all that balls.

Yah well my wishlist has changed, innit. Sure, I want the same things as I always did – good times for Moo, health, happiness and giggles along the way – but the specifics are different. Diamond shoes? It has well and truly been demonstrated that they DO NOT EXIST. Shit the bed! Can you believe it? I believed that it was possible to acquire shoes carved from a MASSIVE diamond. I was wrong. And the alternative? Mere spangles. Hey ho. No wonder my unicorn farking died.

So eight months-ish down the 2012 line and it’s all change again. I shall definitely remember this year as one of tempest and flux. Some folk thrive on change, others flounder and yearn for the comfort of a quiet life. I’m still trying to work out which one is me.

In the meantime, this is my new, improved, slightly more realistic wishlist. Peruse at your leisure.

I want…

cheese

jeans that fit in all the right places

to not have to pluck my eyebrows every day

to lick my Twitter friends in their faces for real

new bed sheets

to cultivate a non-fear of moths/wasps/spiders

more house plants

the new series of Doctor Who to be really good, please

to be better at maths

some pick’n'mix

to lose weight

other cheese

to finish writing more books

to be able to say ‘brewery’ without looking like I’m chewing on a slug

more knickerbocker glories in my life

to watch less shit TV

more cheese

to climb a tree

balls of steel

a happy Christmas, seeing as my b’day was so shite

a holiday

to take more photos

to reach the bottom of the washing basket

rum

more rings for my fingers

to read more good fiction

erm…

world farking peace?

I could go on. Ramble through the entire section of my brain focused on heart’s desires. It would take all day.

What’s on your wishlist? I was going to say ‘keep it clean’ but knowing some of you lot, there are butt plugs in there somewhere.

 

 

22 comments

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  2. Tinkermouse

    I want my kids to be reasonable. Like, just eat, sleep and play nicely. That’s all. Really. And maybe one more thing – beautiful hair. Long, shiny and smooth.

  3. McMurphy

    Yeah, if anyone wants some buttplugs there’s a set here going spare. Only used a handful of times by one careful lady owner. Will wipe down with a wetwipe before sending. Hurry now, before they are snapped up!

  4. Melksham Mum

    I’m no expert as I too would like jeans to fit in the right places but maybe wanting cheese and more cheese and to lose weight isn’t going to work. You’re welcome ;) x

  5. thinkingofyouandme

    you started me thinking here! My wish list would be
    A job for all who want one.
    Caring parents for all children
    Caring children for all parents
    But in reality
    to get through the menopause NOW please TODAY not another fekking minute longer
    to get a bit more self esteem
    to pass the A level I have rather foolishly signed up for
    to stop being jealous of all the hard work my little sister has put into losing weight, getting fit and raising money
    to lose weight
    to master my computer
    to be able to eat cheese without putting on weight
    to be able to mix my drinks like I used to in my youth without getting a hangover!

  6. The Kitchen Mechanic

    I want to “to lick my Twitter friends in their faces for real” too…. other that I’d quite like a contraption that will get me to where I want to go in a blink of an eye.

    Here’s to wishes coming true x

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