All I've Ever Wanted (Not Cocaine Related Orgies)

My birthday is coming very soon and Jeremiah keeps asking me what I want from him.

I have a strange idea about gifts. If you have to ask me what I want, I don't want anything from you. I think a gift should be something picked out by the gifting individual especially from the giftee. Something thoughtful that shows not only did you spend money on someone, you also thought about that person long enough to pick out something special to make them happy.

The money doesn't matter, to me at least. Does that make any sense?

But of course, I did think about what I would like to get for my birthday. Remember when we were little kids and we got 20 presents on our birthdays?

Okay. Maybe I was just ridiculously spoiled, but you get my point.

So I gave it some thought and when I started to come up with things that I want 90% of it was either unreasonable OR for my kids.

I want a super cool superhero cape for Elijah. He calls himself "Bah-mad" (Batman), furrows his adorable brow and insists on having blankets tied around his neck at all times. I made him a 'cape' out of a pillowcase, but it is already torn and looked ragged in the first place.



I want vinyl paintings and decals all over my house. Ones like this:

Or this:

Or this:


I want all the furniture and accoutrement very streamlined and stark but then POW some graphic awesomeness on one wall. And the BAM some freaking startlingly bright design on another wall.

I want a new Mazda5, preferably in red. This falls under the category of 'unreasonable'.

I want a new baby so he/she can wear this all of the time:

also 'unreasonable' and 'impossible'.

Oh! I'd like my room decorated in whites and reds and khakis and prints from HideNSeek

in neat little black frames on the walls.

I'd like to get each of the kids a bunny from Zygopsyche


and one for each from Morning Glori


I'd like two whole days and two whole nights alone with Jeremiah. More time than that and I'd start to miss the kids, in order of their ages. Elijah first, because he's my baby and I don't have to share him. Next Max, cause she's my buddy and gives me a challenge (kills time). Then Olivia, cause she's a redhead and my comic relief. And finally I'd miss Rose...her lastly because she's 9 and way too busy for the likes of boring Momma's like me. So I let her be. Someday she'll come back to me. Hopefully it's not because she's knocked up at 15. Or arrested for cocaine possession.

Speaking of cocaine possession...I'll be writing sections about my wasted youth coming soon. Little snippets about what a horrid, insipid, ridiculous little brat I was. And how and why I changed into the not horrid, insipid, ridiculous almost 29 year old I am today.

Oh and I've never done cocaine. So if you were looking forward to stories about coke related sex orgies, look elsewhere you Pervert!