Wish I may, wish I might

I wish . . .

. . .  that my hair magically dried by itself into a wearable style minutes after I got out of the shower. It would truly take minutes out of my getting ready schedule. But I’m getting a haircut today, so it will dry faster tomorrow.

. . . I could teach Muffin that barking at that cocker spaniel and EVERY OTHER DOG that walks by is not an acceptable pastime. But she’s almost 10 and I don’t foresee her stubbornness and propensity to bark going away.

. . . I hadn’t felt like such a wimp when I ran yesterday. Dude, I was sucking air big time. Not a pretty sight.

. . .  the Cardinals could continue to play above their heads and pull out some post-season play, but I’m a little doubtful.

. . . that I had made my bed before I ran out of the house LATE this morning.

. . . for tougher penalties for offenders AND world peace.

. . . I could stay awake all night and watch the Olympics.

. . . that I could judge whether my crush on Michael Phelps is just regular fandom or reaching scary, inappropriate levels. But he gets to eat something like 8000 to 10000 calories A DAY. So not fair! But he also spends like 5 or more hours swimming, while I spend five or more hours. . . .sitting.

. . . I didn’t have this weird idea that when you go to the salon to get a haircut, your hair has to look amazing so that your stylist will know that you are not a total spaz at hair care and styling. Because the reason you’re going is because your hair needs to look better. So why spend all this time trying to make it look amazing to go to the salon? Yet I do, every time I go to see Andrea.

. . . that I knew what the next step in this walk of faith was.

. . . that I was not behind schedule on everything I work on.

. . . that I could have slept in. When the alarm went off, I actually told it that it was too early. I don’t think the clock cared, though. But Muffin. Wow. She was ready to get up as soon as the alarm went off. Crazy early morning dog.

. . . that I could give you all a big hug. So consider yourselves hugged!