Friday, August 11, 2006

Confessions of a Daughter-In-Law

I’m dying to

1) Prance around in shorts and a tank-top in this hot, hot weather without a care in the world

2) Dance my crazy dance in the living room with my son in my arms – in the said outfit. Look crazy while doing it.

3) Hug my husband whenever I feel like it and maybe even slap his bum and get slapped right back.

4) Sit on the couch after work with nothing in my brain. No small talk, absolutely nothing. Just let the day’s events wash over me in a calming summation.

5) Wake up at noon on a Saturday. Or even better, spend an entire day in bed with my son wedged in between me and my hubby. Watch TV in bed and eat in bed too. Shower and go right back to bed.

6) Maybe roll out at dinner time and cook a very, very, very simple meal (which will contain NO Indian spices). Very slowly.

7) Sip a nicely chilled Smirnoff Ice while chopping the vegetables. Chop, chop, chop...sip, sip, sip.

8) Have dinner in complete silence. Beautiful, comfortable silence.

9) Run the dishwasher when I feel like it. Maybe day-after-tomorrow.

10) Just be a small little family.

I'm such a wuss. My friend wanted to poison her mother-in-law's meal. Either that, or it ain't that bad.