Happy New Year.
I just got used to writing 2010.
I am ready for spring.
I want to be debt free.
I want my brother-in-law to find a job that he likes.
I want getting on airplanes to be easier than being fondled or x-rayed.
I want the cleaning fairy to come to my house every day.
I want laundry to learn to clean itself, fold itself and put itself away.
I want to be a bit taller.
I want to continue to not care about Lindsey Lohan or anybody named Kardashian.
I want to be less snarky.
I want my children to grow up happy.
I want my children to know they are smart and to not care about what anyone (who doesn't matter) thinks of them.
I want my husband to know that he is the best for me.
I want my friends to find moments of happiness and peace every day.
I want to find moments of happiness and peace every day.
I want to knit more.
I want to finish my knitted projects and I want them to fit.
I want to continue to weigh between 135 and 137 pounds (or less) for...forever.
I want to weigh this or less without major exercise or dieting.
I want health insurance to cost less.
I want people to get along.
I want to continue to like my children and my husband. I will always love them. Liking them is harder.
I want my children and husband to like me.
I want people who hurt children to be squished like a blueberry and to be put in tiny little test tubes and then thrown out to sea.
I want to understand some things more, other things less and most things just right.
I want my husband to be appreciated at work.
I want pro sport players, CEOs, CFOs, and anyone making too much money for their own good to be put in a middle income bracket for 20 years to see if they can live within "normal" means.
I want teachers to get paid what pro sports players get paid.
I want mean people who say mean things to be put in mean jail.
I want 2011 to be happy, peaceful, wonderful, powerful, strengthening, knowledgeable, and freeing.