1. A Pedicure
Top of the list, however frivolous/shallow/superficial, with Spring right around the corner is a pedicure. Yes, a combination of personal training torture and winter boot wearing has left my feet in desperate need of some TLC. The last time these toes saw a fresh coat of paint was March. I do feel a tad sorry for the poor soul that needs to tackle these hobbit-eque feet but luckily the lovely Carol at the Chilli Lane branch of Perfect 10 has agreed to take on this challenge.
2. An Admin Fairy
Don't get me wrong, I love my job. Yes, I'm on of those annoying people who says things like "if you love what you do, you'll never work a day in your life." Building a business. Love it. Freelancing 9 to 5 'cos my team has everything under control at my little agency. Love it. Getting to work the term 'awesome-balls' into a radio script. Love it. The only thing I don't love is admin that goes with running a business, which is why I would like an admin fairy. Not an admin person on payroll... an admin fairy, kind of like a fairy godmother, without the pumpkin stuff.
3. A new car that's not a mommy wagon
This is one of those 'brat' wants. I don't need a car. I have a perfectly good, paid off Toyota RunX that I inherited from hubby when we got married. I got an upgrade from my Fiat Palio and he upgraded to a Mercedes. We are in talks about a new set of wheels (by 'new' I mean secondhand, low mileage, previously owned by a pensioner who only used it on Saturday to go to bridge tournaments and back) BUT if cars were shoes, hubby's angling for a pair of Hunter wellies and I'm angling for a a pair of patent Salvatore Ferragamo pumps.
4. An excuse to go to New York
Any excuse will do. If you are a friend or a family member, please consider getting married there, having your 50th birthday party there or hosting a baby shower there. If you have extra cash lying around, how 'bout buying an apartment overlooking Central Park that I will selflessly housesit for you over the summer. If you are a colleague, client or own a creative agency, please create TV ads that need to be shot in NYC. I will happily 'take one for the team' and scout locations for you. I want to get to New York, I want to take in a Broadway play, I want to drink overpriced coffee in coffee shops with names like 'Serendipity', I want to hail a cab driven by an Albanian with an Irish accent and I want to wake up in the city, that according to Frank, never sleeps.
5. To write a book
Yes, it's a cliché. If I had a pair of Laboutins for every time an Art Director's said to me, "I hope you aren't one of those copywriters who are going to abandon me to go write the next Eat, Pray, Love..." I'm not a fan of the aforementioned book (got bored halfway through India) but I want to write a book. If only to tick it off my 'to do' list. If only to know that I do indeed have the discipline and work ethic to see something through from foreword to 'The End'.
6. To wake up on 11 October 2058 and look at hubby the same way I did on 12 October 2008.
Achieving this will mean that we've navigated half a decade as Mr & Mrs without forgetting what we said 'I do' in the first place. I want him to look at me the same way, too.
7. I want to tell my sister that she's not a good mom, she's a great mom...
that Sophie Grace is so incredibly blessed to have her as a mother. I want to tell her that even though I'm the big sister, I look up to her. I admire her bravery and aspire to her uncompromising love of the Lord. Oh, and I really want Sophie to start sleeping through, so that Foxy Roxy can get the elusive 8 hours of sleep she so richly deserves.
Top of the list, however frivolous/shallow/superficial, with Spring right around the corner is a pedicure. Yes, a combination of personal training torture and winter boot wearing has left my feet in desperate need of some TLC. The last time these toes saw a fresh coat of paint was March. I do feel a tad sorry for the poor soul that needs to tackle these hobbit-eque feet but luckily the lovely Carol at the Chilli Lane branch of Perfect 10 has agreed to take on this challenge.
2. An Admin Fairy
Don't get me wrong, I love my job. Yes, I'm on of those annoying people who says things like "if you love what you do, you'll never work a day in your life." Building a business. Love it. Freelancing 9 to 5 'cos my team has everything under control at my little agency. Love it. Getting to work the term 'awesome-balls' into a radio script. Love it. The only thing I don't love is admin that goes with running a business, which is why I would like an admin fairy. Not an admin person on payroll... an admin fairy, kind of like a fairy godmother, without the pumpkin stuff.
3. A new car that's not a mommy wagon
This is one of those 'brat' wants. I don't need a car. I have a perfectly good, paid off Toyota RunX that I inherited from hubby when we got married. I got an upgrade from my Fiat Palio and he upgraded to a Mercedes. We are in talks about a new set of wheels (by 'new' I mean secondhand, low mileage, previously owned by a pensioner who only used it on Saturday to go to bridge tournaments and back) BUT if cars were shoes, hubby's angling for a pair of Hunter wellies and I'm angling for a a pair of patent Salvatore Ferragamo pumps.
4. An excuse to go to New York
Any excuse will do. If you are a friend or a family member, please consider getting married there, having your 50th birthday party there or hosting a baby shower there. If you have extra cash lying around, how 'bout buying an apartment overlooking Central Park that I will selflessly housesit for you over the summer. If you are a colleague, client or own a creative agency, please create TV ads that need to be shot in NYC. I will happily 'take one for the team' and scout locations for you. I want to get to New York, I want to take in a Broadway play, I want to drink overpriced coffee in coffee shops with names like 'Serendipity', I want to hail a cab driven by an Albanian with an Irish accent and I want to wake up in the city, that according to Frank, never sleeps.
5. To write a book
Yes, it's a cliché. If I had a pair of Laboutins for every time an Art Director's said to me, "I hope you aren't one of those copywriters who are going to abandon me to go write the next Eat, Pray, Love..." I'm not a fan of the aforementioned book (got bored halfway through India) but I want to write a book. If only to tick it off my 'to do' list. If only to know that I do indeed have the discipline and work ethic to see something through from foreword to 'The End'.
6. To wake up on 11 October 2058 and look at hubby the same way I did on 12 October 2008.
Achieving this will mean that we've navigated half a decade as Mr & Mrs without forgetting what we said 'I do' in the first place. I want him to look at me the same way, too.
7. I want to tell my sister that she's not a good mom, she's a great mom...
that Sophie Grace is so incredibly blessed to have her as a mother. I want to tell her that even though I'm the big sister, I look up to her. I admire her bravery and aspire to her uncompromising love of the Lord. Oh, and I really want Sophie to start sleeping through, so that Foxy Roxy can get the elusive 8 hours of sleep she so richly deserves.
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