I wish I was that girl
I am sitting in my kitchen browsing other blogs. This is by turns dangerous* and fascinating. I find that I can't help comparing myself to those girls out there that have all the qualities I don't have. And I started making a little list inside my brain that goes something like this: I wish I was that girl that is in bed on time and up early, making breakfast for her kids. I wish I was that girl that still looks like she never had kids. I wish I was that girl that never gains an ounce. I wish I was that girl that LIKES to run, ride her bike, swim, climb things, or jump in the pool. I wish I was that girl that has a million friends commenting on her blog. I wish I was that girl that finds time to make cards, write letters, and still keep the house clean. I wish I was that girl that works out of the home and enjoys it. I wish I was that girl that goes to concerts, knows about art, and can recite words from a play off the top of her head. I wish I was that girl that makes Dr. a...