I wish...

I wish I had a million dollars. I wish I had a maid. Can you tell I am writing this after cleaning my house? I wish I knew how to handle 8 year old girl attitude. And Lord help us all when she becomes a teenager. I wish I had as much energy as my four year old. I wish that Ramen Noodles had some kind of nutritional value. Anything. Then I wouldn't feel so guilty about letting my kids eat them. I wish I could ever remember the rule "clean the table and counters first, THEN sweep". I wish groceries could magically appear in my fridge without me having to step foot in a WalMart. I wish my dog would learn that she really is supposed to use the bathroom outside. I swear to her that other dogs do it all the time. I wish my yard weren't just weeds. Maybe that's why the dog won't go-no real grass. I wish that my phone bill wasn't so pricey. Maybe an AT&T exec will read this in between counting the stacks of money pouring into their offices. I wish I could blink my eyes and be a size 2. Okay, I'll settle for an 8. I have to give a little. :) I wish for my kids to never know hunger or hurt. I wish I could travel more. I wish my Grammy were here to meet my kids. I wish politics (or maybe just politicians) would disappear and the world could just get along already. Hey, this is my dream world. I can wish for whatever I want. I wish my children could remember to put.the.lid.on.the.%$@&#.sandbox. No wonder you can never play in there. It always has 2 inches of water in it. I wish I lived closer to family and out in the country where my children could run free and do more things like my husband and I did when we were little. I wish my house always smelled like cinnamon buns when we come back from vacation instead of like something died in the chimney. If someone knows the secret, can you fill me in? I wish I could actually make, cook, and do all the things I pin on Pinterest. I wish the birds that nest in the chimney in summer could clean up when they leave so I can light a fire without having to climb a ladder first. Who am I kidding? So my husband wouldn't have to climb a ladder first. I wish I could go back and tell my teenage self to be a little more forgiving and a lot less selfish, that she is beautiful just the way she is, and that everything is going to work out fine. Lastly, I wish that dinner would cook itself. It's 6:00 and I have nothing to feed my kids. I guess I will just ignore the above rant about Ramen Noodles and let them have cardboard noodles swimming in sodium with a side of MSG for supper.