Sometimes I Wish...

Sometimes I wish I had a dog so I would have something to write bullet points about on in my blog. Or sometimes I wish I worked in a studio and ate gingerbread cookies so I could post a picture about that. Other times, I wish I randomly signed up to study dental hygiene so I could become a...dental hygienist. I wish I coincidentally wore a matching orange coat with my bestie and went down a zip line. I wish I had a PER-EH-SHUS baby boy and lived in the mountains of New Hampshire and could show off the amazing cuteness that happens around me all day every day. I wish I wanted people to explain my pee. I wish I had a husband whose blog wishes I went against all the time, with love. I wish the 17th was a day when everyone got really excited to listen to a new song written and sung by me and my funny funny friend. I wish I worked in an emergency room and had lots of exciting stories and wicked intelligent thoughts about medicine. I wish I had 2 kids and wrote about the funny and quirky things they did, and sometimes maybe didn't know certain people were reading it. 

Because sometimes I feel pressured to write a blog and I got nothin'.