Tonight as I lay here in bed, surfing the almighty Internet, I realized there are things I wish for.
I wish that even if I had tons of money to decorate my house, that I would actually have the skill to decorate my house, so that it looked like you just walked into a pottery barn catalog.
I'm terrible at putting things together, let alone decorate a whole house. I guess if I really did have that much money, I should just hire an interior decorator though, right?
But really, I wish I had that ability to be able to throw things together and have it look awesome.
I also wish I had thicker hair, and be able to curl, and that I also could style it amazing.
Why must my hair be so fine, yet not that fine, but hold no curl, nor sit in any ponytail well??? Ugh.
Next up on the wish list is having my 19 year old body back. Two babies and lack of exercise. Well, it's holding up, but I think to my glory days and curse myself.
Why did I not wear skimpier clothes? Why wasn't I in a bikini everyday? Regret. I have it.
Well, they are silly things to wish for. But I guess I should be glad for wishing for silly things.
Time to dream of my pottery barn house, in my 19 year old bikini clad body, with my gorgeous hair, that I can style amazingly!