I wish I may, I wish I might

have this wish, I wish tonight:

I wish that I didn't really, really want the sugar cookies in the tin in the kitchen.

I wish I had gotten one last gift for my nephew. (I gotta see that kid open a toy and not just an Itunes card, a nice card mind you, but still it's no toy. Darnit. Why did he have to grow up?)

I wish that the cats would quit sleeping behind the tree and knocking needles off.

I wish that Cynical's sister's plumbing would be fixed. (This is two-fold: I hate for her to be battling back-ups during the holidays and with Princess M and all. Plus, we'd be off the hook for hosting the family Christmas night. Gosh, that's selfish, but by then I will have had my fill of my family and will really want a refuge. However, I am glad that we are able to step in and it will all come together. I am sure of it.)

I wish that for the next three days our families can get along with each other and us.

I wish that everyone would be gracious and grateful.

I wish that money didn't matter.

I wish that I could see all of my friends and not only at Christmas time.

I wish that I could meet you guys in person and give you each a knitted scarf and monster cookies.

I wish for Christmas Santa would give me tougher skin, more confidence, rhythm and the ability to cook at least three dishes well.

I also wish he'd bring me another week of vacation, a lawn boy, a maid, a personal knitting instructor, lots of yarn, a bamboo needle set (I hear they are all the rage), a Starbucks that delivered, speed reading classes, Tivo, lots of good mail, lots of good e-mail. . . . . . .

I wish each of you a happy, peaceful, joyous Christmas filled with lots of giggles, full stockings, sugar cookies and loved ones near.

I wish I may, I wish I might. . . get this wish I wish tonight.