What a Girl Wants Part November 2011
First, what a girl has. Well... I have it all.
My adoring husband who has worked so hard that we will be fiscally ok. Or fiscally much better than before, future college tuitions aside and all that home ownership stuff that I only dream about. Which isn't to say sometimes I'm not so mad at him I scream myself silent. Sometimes. One time. But I did get my guy.
My daughter. Oh my God, my daughter. She is an amazing little girl. Though we see bits of ourselves in her, which are probably what makes this whole parenting business equally maddening and forever... well everything, she is completely Mabel. And a wonderful girl she is.
But some days I think the two of them should just go fuck themselves because they are being total jerks.
I have to drag myself away those days because I love those jerks so much I really just want them to not be jerks so we could all hang out and have fun.
I also have my mom. Who I speak to more than she would like. I just like talking to her, but she is busier than I am but she answers the phone anyway.
I also have my BFF. And she too is busier than I am but she will also answer the phone anyway.
But what I want... well... I got almost everything I wanted.
But I still want a car.
I'd rather wash all my clothes in the bathtub if it meant I get a car.
I miss driving. Not in Brooklyn, though that would be great too. But I would take that car with my little family and drive upstate, or out of state. I just want one. So bad.
I also would like more art.
My adoring husband who has worked so hard that we will be fiscally ok. Or fiscally much better than before, future college tuitions aside and all that home ownership stuff that I only dream about. Which isn't to say sometimes I'm not so mad at him I scream myself silent. Sometimes. One time. But I did get my guy.
My daughter. Oh my God, my daughter. She is an amazing little girl. Though we see bits of ourselves in her, which are probably what makes this whole parenting business equally maddening and forever... well everything, she is completely Mabel. And a wonderful girl she is.
But some days I think the two of them should just go fuck themselves because they are being total jerks.
I have to drag myself away those days because I love those jerks so much I really just want them to not be jerks so we could all hang out and have fun.
I also have my mom. Who I speak to more than she would like. I just like talking to her, but she is busier than I am but she answers the phone anyway.
I also have my BFF. And she too is busier than I am but she will also answer the phone anyway.
But what I want... well... I got almost everything I wanted.
But I still want a car.
I'd rather wash all my clothes in the bathtub if it meant I get a car.
I miss driving. Not in Brooklyn, though that would be great too. But I would take that car with my little family and drive upstate, or out of state. I just want one. So bad.
I also would like more art.