Those Tiny Pleas That Say So Much
Aug. 15th, 2011 10:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
neversremedy8I was reading this article on nagging, which included the following statement: "Unsurprisingly, as kids aged they nagged even more, and their methods grew more manipulative."
This, of course, reminded me that I hadn't thrown out my annual list of things I'd really enjoy having for my birthday. Given that my mother already supplied me with prime seats for Seattle Opera's Carmen as an early surprise, and she and S. are fixing up their new house so they can move in before the end of the year, I truly don't expect to get any of these, but a girl can dream (and $ave) . . . and call upon the dark arts. Now where did I leave that sacrificial chicken?
Oh yeah, and how's that jack-booted dominatrix coming? I'm pretty sure I pre-ordered that fourteen years ago. Ahem. (And do people even still use the term "dominatrix" any more? I'm so out of the loop.)
Since I know my mother, and I know that despite her financial woes she makes miracles appear on holidays, I'm starting to wonder if my list is a little outside even her powers of conjuration. Does this constitute as nagging? ;)
P.S.
(Mom, avert your eyes.) Isn't this the closest to tentacle fulfillment we have at this juncture?
This, of course, reminded me that I hadn't thrown out my annual list of things I'd really enjoy having for my birthday. Given that my mother already supplied me with prime seats for Seattle Opera's Carmen as an early surprise, and she and S. are fixing up their new house so they can move in before the end of the year, I truly don't expect to get any of these, but a girl can dream (and $ave) . . . and call upon the dark arts. Now where did I leave that sacrificial chicken?
- Vibram shoes, particularly the Sprint brand in black or the Jaya in (don't gasp too hard, mom) yellow and white. I only need one pair, and wouldn't know what to do with two, but I've had a hard time deciding between them.
- An Ultra HD 8G Flip Video camera in the Sunrays and Waves pattern so I can finally take videos of Ana and my cats to share with the world.
- A lot of black and/or pinstriped pants by plus size clothiers in pant size 24 or 26 from eBay that contain at least two to four usable and worthy pairs of pants to replace all the ones in my closet that now sport thigh holes. I'm not setting a trend or making a social statement, I'm just financially challenged.
- Scratch that, I'm totally declaring a social statement about our economy.
- (One of) the parties of my dreams; preferably one that Ana can attend. Currently I'm favoring the whole historical costume + Ride-the-Ducks + Mama's dream, but something says it ain't happenin' this year, and I think that that something is the cost of Ana's Farm Camp. Yea gods, but their prices are insane.
- A cure for what ails me.
- A winning lottery ticket.
- A doting publisher and a kick-ass agent.
- Omnipotence.
- World peace.
Oh yeah, and how's that jack-booted dominatrix coming? I'm pretty sure I pre-ordered that fourteen years ago. Ahem. (And do people even still use the term "dominatrix" any more? I'm so out of the loop.)
Since I know my mother, and I know that despite her financial woes she makes miracles appear on holidays, I'm starting to wonder if my list is a little outside even her powers of conjuration. Does this constitute as nagging? ;)
P.S.
(Mom, avert your eyes.) Isn't this the closest to tentacle fulfillment we have at this juncture?
