Monday, September 6, 2010

Dreams Come True

For whatever reason, I was thinking about the end scene from the movie Under The Tuscan Sun the other day.  When the realtor friend tells Diane Lane that she really did get everything she had hoped for- love, life and a wedding (or it was something like that- it's been a while since I last saw the movie).

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When I was five, I wanted to be an archaeologist and a baker when I grew up.  At the same time.  I can't remember all of it now but I had a plan and it went something like baker in the early AM and archaeologist in the afternoon.  I even made business cards and so wish I knew where one was to show you.  They were pretty stinking adorable.  I never wanted to be a mom (Though I played house ALL THE TIME.  Figure that one out.) and didn't think much about marriage (remember, I was five).  I wanted to be in the Junior League and wear pearls.  I wanted to be an author.  And I wanted to still be very best friends with Florida (my best friend since birth).

So I am not an archaeologist.  But I do watch the history channel a lot.  And I am always talking about historical architecture and art.  I'm all kinds of prissy and hate to be dirty so this is as good as it gets for me.  I am also not a professional baker (though I did sell a cake to a friend a few months ago- she requested it and I was being a good friend- trust me that baking cakes is not a career for my measly skill set) but I do bake and cook and can (I am never sure if canning falls into baking or cooking or it's own category) all the time.  Playing in the kitchen is both a creative outlet and way to relax for me.  Not to mention, a way to show people love. I am clearly not a mom.  And not married.  This is my seventh or eighth year in the Junior League and I wear pearls at least four days a week.  I write a blog.  And this past winter I was crowned Auntie Fairy Godmother (read: Godmother) of Florida's first child. 

Isn't that fun that my dreams came true? Just like in the movie!

Unfortunately they are the dreams of my five year old self.  I've certainly had many more dreams since age five that I am still waiting on.  Things change between age five and 30-something.  Like the "boys are yucky" thing has since passed.  Or sort of.  I mean, let's be honest girls, boys are kind of yucky sometimes.  But you know, I'm willing to over look that (read: have separate bathrooms) to be in a marriage.  I now want to be a mom.  And I am fulfilled with watching the history channel instead of digging up artifacts with my own two hands.  Oh and I still do not know what I want to be when I grow up.

So I am going to clarify and update some of my dreams in hopes that putting them out for all the world to see will maybe bring me some good karma.

I would like to figure out what I should be when I grow up.  Considering that happened like a decade ago, I should really nail that down sooner rather than later.  Suggestions welcome.  But don't say teacher.  Mass quantities of little kids are not my cup of tea.

I want to be married and be a mother (probably via adoption).  I want to be the mom who volunteers at school and bakes cupcakes for birthday parties.  I have some amazing kiddie birthday parties planned in my head.  Ideally, I'd love to be a stay at home mom.

I want to write a book.  This might take another 30 years and is not something I have even remotely pursued to date.  And maybe in six months I will find myself totally fulfilled in the bloggy blog and once again put that idea in the back of my head.  But I've always kind of thought that children's books were part if my path.

I want to own a house and have the freedom to decorate it to my taste.  That means no beige and lots of pink, orange, and yellow.  The house that crayons built.  To match my wardrobe.

I want a single digit waistline.  And the motivation to get up early every morning to keep it that way.

I want to travel the world.  Asia, Europe, Africa, Australia, everywhere.  I want to eat my way around the globe.  (But you know, have the motivation to get up early every morning to keep my waistline a single digit too.)

I want to learn to play the guitar.  I bought myself a pink guitar for my 25th birthday - that was seven and a half years ago.  I have yet to learn to play the darn thing.  Don't even know how to tune it properly.  It's all kinds of cute though.

I want my daddy to walk me down the aisle.  (To clarify, at my wedding.  Not some random restaurant or church aisle.)

I want a relationship with my mother.  For this to happen she would have to leave her Satan husband, move near me, go to years of therapy with me and on her own and sincerely apologize for some things that happened in our past.  So pigs will fly before even one of those things might happen.  But I want it nonetheless.

So there you go.  My big girl wish list.  Crossing my fingers and saying my prayers and jumping backwards and hoping high.


Telia said...

Preppy Pink, loved the post! You're a great writer and I so understand all of your wishes!!

Susan R said...

KK, what the heck is the name of that movie with Diane Keaton in it? She is an ad agent, single and then a relative or something lands her with a baby. Baby Boom????
Anyway....I can totally see you being that person. MAybe not the neurotic ad agent, but the Ralph Lauren, Country Chic mom type. You would have to buy a Jeep Wagoneer though to be authentic. Oh and a little house in the country.

Suburban Princess said...

I am still trying to figure out what I am going to be when I grow up and I am almost 40!

Unknown said...

Thanks for linking up to FFF! Happy Labor Day!

Anonymous said...

I love this! I'm sure you're get everything :) I definitely would be a horrible teacher. I'd probably quit on the first day. I tutor a couple of elementary school kids and I seriously would hide under a desk if I dealt with more than two at once.

I tagged you on my blog if you want to do it!

Piper Ellice said...

You've won an award!

♥ Piper Ellice

Anonymous said...

I love your big-girl wishlist!! I'm with you on that single digit waistline! ;)

Anonymous said...

I love this grown-up wish list! It's such a great idea.

Christy said...

Maybe the husband will bring the relationship with his Mom? You never know how God will fulfill those wishes! I'm glad your Dad is ready to walk you down the aisle whenever that may be!

Christy said...

Maybe the husband will bring the relationship with his Mom? You never know how God will fulfill those wishes! I'm glad your Dad is ready to walk you down the aisle whenever that may be!

Peachy Keen said...

A grown-up wish list = GREAT idea! Thanks for sharing and I'm sure you'll be checking these off!

Ginny said...

I wanted to be an archeologist when I was little too! I even had a set of super cool hieroglyphic stamps ;)

Barb said...

i hope all your dreams come true! it's nice to see that not everyone knows exactly what they want to be when they grow up, even when you're supposed to be a grown up!


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