Here goes 7 more...
8. Having dogs.
10. Going on a cruise.
The idea of it is so romantic and relaxing! I LOVE the ocean, and vacations, but there is just something about severe motion sickness and the accompanying dizziness and puking that kind of ruins the experience for me. Take Dramamine, you say? Sure, if I want to take a $2,000 nap. Sigh.
11. Riding in a convertible.
12. Self Check-outs. I have written about this before (here) and unfortunately things haven't changed much.
14. Skiing. What I imagine: Gracefully slaloming down a white, snowy hill wearing one of those cute stocking caps with the tails and matching mittens, and oopsie! Falling into a soft pile of snow, laughing as Mr. Cute helps me stand back up and brush the snow off my pants, as we make our way to the lodge to enjoy a cup of hot cocoa by the fire. What it's actually like: Panic and terror. Going down the bunny hill with the tips of my skis pointed together (which some genius told me would help me slow down) and falling on ice chunks thinly veiled in snow. After about 3 attempts at this, I will be sitting all crabby in the lodge, knees throbbing in pain, wanting to go home. Fun, fun.
So there we go. It's Sunday afternoon and I am happy to announce that I am 1/2 way through the 3rd season of Downton Abbey. I have been marathoning it for the past couple weeks to try and catch up with the current season, and thus be able to watch it with the rest of the world and perhaps some friends. Mr. W is on his way to the grocery store to pick up party supplies for the Super Bowl game today, which my sons will be watching at our house with friends. It's about to get crazy here. Happy Sunday!