But I've Already Got My Two Front Teeth

I’m going through a phase where I’m listing everything. Or at least that’s what it looks like based on my last two blogs. I’m still in the midst of said phase so here would be this week’s list—My Christmas List if money (or reality) wasn’t a problem. Once again, no order.

1. A new iPod: one of the little buggers with a screen. Right now I have a shuffle, which is the size of my index finger. And if you know my hand size this is saying something. Plus the shuffle holds absolutely nothing.

2. A Mini Cooper: the exact opposite of my iPod complaints. I like the tiny car. It’s me sized. And in this day and age, the smaller the car the better the gas mileage. Which would be perfect. Oh, and I’d get it in some unusual color. And then I’d get barreled over by a SUV, but that’s life.

3. Shopping spree at Bebe: I always see the window displays for this store and I want it all. So then I go in there and pass out in a dead faint over the price tags on these clothes! It’s ridiculous how much these clothes cost! But they’re soooooooo pretty.

4. World Peace: Here’s where that reality bit comes into play—cause it ain’t gunna happen anytime soon. What brought this on is I’ve seen a couple of friends come home for the holidays on leave, and it just kills me to think of them going over to Iraq or Afghanistan. It just makes my chest hurt. Like a few weeks ago I saw my next-door neighbor come home in cameo and I freaked out—he had just joined the army. And shortly thereafter I found out my cousin wants to join the Air Force. I told him if he gets hurt I’d kill him. Perfect logic, I know. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got nothing but respect for the men and women in any branch of the armed forces, but I just don’t want my friends and family getting hurt.

5. That gun from Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy: the one where if you shoot someone they see your side of things. I know about a dozen people I would love to use that on.

6. Trip to U.K.: I want to see it all. It’s my dream trip—Scotland, Ireland, and England. I’ve always wanted to go. And when I say trip, I mean at least a week in each country. If the opportunity ever comes up, you’ll probably hear me screaming in joy, even if you happen to be in China.

7. A crown: Like Buckingham palace quality jewels. I’d just display that sucker and be like, “Oh, yeah, that’s my crown”. Okay so I’d wear it every once in awhile. I bet you’re wondering if I’m kidding.

8. Return to Italy and France: I’ve already been, but as my greedy list shows, I want more. I would spend a week in the Louvre alone. And I’d visit little cafes. And I could stroll as leisurely as I wanted. Oh God, and I’d return to Pompeii and walk the whole thing. And visit Venice before the darn thing sinks. And live off bread and chocolate. Ahhh bliss.

9. Have money in the bank: you know just so I’d be secure for life. So I guess as far as a gift goes, a winning lottery ticket would qualify.

10. Tickets to the PBR: All of them. All the events across the U.S. For those of you not in the know, the PBR stands for Proffesional Bull Riders. They come to St. Louis in February, and Mom and I always go. But I’d like to tour with it—keep up with who’s winning, and visit all the cities. The final competition is in Vegas, and that would be fun. This is probably one of my more random wishes.

There is no way I’m getting any of this for Christmas but it’s fun to say, “I wish…”