Make a Wish...

Okay, I'll play...

I wish my taste buds preferred 'salty' instead of 'sweet'.

I wish I was that Mom. You know the Mom I'm talking about. The one that lets her children explore and seems so carefree and never worries. I'm nowhere close to that Mom.

I wish my fingernails weren't so thin.

I wish I was confident speaking in front of a group.

I wish my husband could be around me around 10:00 each morning. I'm not grouchy then and have lots of energy.

I wish I had a Target gift card. Oh, and a Barnes and Noble gift card. Oh, and an Ann Taylor Loft gift card. Oh, and.... you get the point.

I wish I enjoyed coffee so I could share that with my husband.

I wish I could play the piano.

I wish I could draw.

I wish I would think more before I speak. Dern it! I cannot get that one right.

I wish I could fall asleep quickly at night and not lie awake for hours.

I wish I was a little more patient.

I wish I wasn't so sensitive.

I wish I wasn't so skeptical and a little more trusting.

I wish I wasn't such a perfectionist.

I wish I wasn't allergic to dogs and cats so my girls could have a pet other than a hermit crab or fish. Boring!

I wish I had the guts to go skydiving.

I wish I had better short term memory. I can remember a stranger's 10-digit savings account number from 20 years ago, but I can't remember if I've already washed my hair while I'm still in the shower. (What on earth?)

I wish I was a morning person.

I wish I could resist Little Debbie Cosmic Brownies. It's an illness.

I wish my hair was thicker.

I wish I wasn't afraid of thunderstorms.

I wish I was better at keeping in touch with people.

This could be an 'endless list'.....

Now you play along (and let me know you do).