Sunday, October 11, 2009

Do You Ever...

...wish they'd color the string to a shower loofah a different color? Every morning, after I'm done using my pink puff, it takes me literally a minute to find the string to hang it on the shower rack. Am I the only one that sits and twists and twists and twists until it finally emerges? Aahh, the frustration!

...wish that you had a moving message sign on the top of your car so that you could write and deliver witty and biting comments to terrible drivers? I often wish I had this capability on my car. I'm not saying that I'm a top-notch driver all the time, but there are some serious lame brains on the road these days and some days I wish I could tell them so.

...just die of love for your children? I look at Lois every day and have such an overwhelming sense of love that makes my heart grow ten-fold every day. On this beautiful Sunday, I am overwhelmed at the love my Heavenly Father has for his children - and the ultimate sacrifice of allowing his Son, Jesus Christ, to suffer and die for our sins. I'm grateful for a Father in Heaven who loves and knows me. What a blessing children are in our lives. I'm so in love with Lois and the things she has been able to teach me about this earthly life and the joy beyond.

...wish that you could eat whatever you want and never have to work out and still be skinny? I believe this to be one of the only true "liberal" thoughts I have...you know, wanting something for nothing. {sigh} To the gym I must go! What do they say? No pain, no gain? (but not literally... :-)

...hate having to do your hair everyday? I hate it. Hate it, hate it! Sometimes, I wish I could be like a man - get out of the shower, towel dry my hair and swish it around with my fingers. But I can't - otherwise I'd look like a wet dog everyday! I'm going to start wearing a wig at 50 so I don't have to do my hair anymore (an idea I got from a very wonderful lady I know.) Either that or go to a salon on a daily basis for them to wash and style my hair.

...feel gyped when you meet women who become the skinniest they have ever been after having children? They always say it's the breast feeding. While I love these people, I still think they stink. Because all breast feeding did for me was make me cry, cry and cry...NOT make me skinny!

...feel something so deeply in your heart and soul that you're often too emotional to express it? Today I bore my testimony in church. My, my. I'm such a boob. The older I get, the more emotional I become about expressing my testimony of the restored gospel and of my Savior, Jesus Christ - since it is one of the greatest gifts I have in this life and I hold it very dear to my heart. I'm going to be a blubbering mess by the time I am 50. Can't wait for that.

...wish the dishes would do themselves? This is on the top of my list of most hated chores, especially when you have to wash the dishes before putting them into the dishwasher. One day, I'm going to have a dishwasher that actually does just that. Wash the dishes! Anyone else out there have to wash their dishes before putting them into the dishwasher? I mean, how frustrating is that?!?

...wish there was a clothes fairy that came and hung up all your clothes that have piled up on your floor and/or bedroom chair? Also on my wish list? To look good in anything i put on my body.

...fall in love with your husband all over again? Especially when you see him doing stuff like reading to your child or helping around the house?

...wish you could break a terrible habit that you've tried over and over again to do so? I've been a nail biter since I was about three years old and have subsequently been trying to break the habit for about 20 years of my life and I'm still unsuccessful. The two times I've temporarily stopped? The year and a half I had braces on my teeth and the nine months I was pregnant. What gives?

What "DO YOU EVER?"

10 comments:

Camille said...

I feel your pain on the nail-biting habit. And it will bother you even more when your kids start doing it because they see you doing it. It's a killer. Is there a drug for that?

Eevi said...

I totally agree about the dishes, eating everything and gaining nothing and loving your child.

I don't bear my testimony enough because I am such a mess when I do it...Though it's a lame excuse and I just gotta do it.

Kathy said...

I like your "do you ever" list. I've wished for and thought about all of those things. The message board on the car - love that! There are a few pick up trucks here in San Jose that have some type of bull horn attached to their cabs. They yell at people through the horn. Funny! But...not funny. No one's yelled at me yet.

And on blubbering at 50 - you might be blubbering but your hair will look great - right?

just jen said...

i didn't know i was such a liberal!

my dad always says after he dies, the first question he is going to ask is, "why did i have to be fat?"

and dishes? don't even get me started...we didn't even have a dishwasher in our last house, so there! and logan was still using bottles!

just jen said...

and i was thinking...

i think dr. jason needs to blog again...to convince me why i should take my kids to get the flu shot.

did you guys get one? what about the swine flu?

Jason said...

Jeni, I think there are certain people that should get both vaccines (H1N1 and seasonal flu): kids, pregnant women, any adult with chronic conditions (diabetes, lung disorders, etc.), and the elderly (over 65). Here's a website that I found through a newsletter I get for Internists. https://h1n1.cloudapp.net/Default.aspx. I looked at it quickly. The info looks accurate. Maybe I can write more later!

Jason said...

J-E-N-N-I. Oops.

The Alma Oliphants said...

I adore you, Lili. I am living proof that breastfeeding does not make you skinny.
I found a license plate frame once that you could type massages into as you drove, but it turns out to be illegal.

llcall said...

i have embraced my blubbering nature...in fact, i went so far as to give a talk in church on "the gift of weeping" (thank you Marvin J. Ashton and his 1987 "There are many gifts" talk!) Now I feel sorry for people who don't cry :)

Kirstin said...

Aaah, a message sign on top of the car for stupid drivers...yes, that would be a dream come true! Your blog always cracks me up!