My Grown Up Christmas List
More than iPads and new clothes, I want the little things to move life along.
When family members prompted me for what I wanted this year, my mind kept returning to the same few things. This is my grown-up Christmas list:
I want a nap. A good, long, no-cell phone nap. I want my downstairs neighbor to turn off his nap radar and not come up to bang down my door to ask me something after I lay down.
I want, for one week, my two phones, laptop, coffeemaker, TV, Internet and all the light bulbs in my home to work simultaneously.
I would like for the mustache infatuation to go away or for someone to explain it to me. The only thing I like with a ‘stache like that is a young Burt Reynolds.
I want for Daisy to stop being scared of her new water bowl. I just got a fancy one and she won’t even drink out of it.
I want a Chik-fil-A in Holly Springs. Seriously, how do we get one? What can we do? Who wants to open a franchise across from Sequoyah?
I want a snowstorm without ice. I want to be able to get in my car and drive somewhere to play with my friends in the snow.
I want a set of those little bungee things that go on the corners of the sheets to hold them on the bed. I haven’t seen them in years, but I need a pair.
I want the ability to determine if furniture will fit in my car before I buy it. The full-sized-bed-in-the-Matrix fail was earlier this year. Just last week I had to figure out how to get my new reading chair in my Civic. I’m eternally thankful for my available friends with large vehicles.
It’s not much, but this is what I want.