My sister wives. My besties. My friends. So much.
My family.
Mom.
Having a babysitter.
Having another baby.*
Watching the babies of my friends turn into people.
Watching Barbara Walter’s 10 Most Fascinating People.
Nora Ephron.
Oprah.
O Magazine at a reasonable price.
Domino. Still.
Target. The one on
Jefferson.
Trader Joe’s. All of
them.
Veggie sausage patties.
Saying tomato without thinking “tomayto/tomahto” in my head.
Saying I’ll be home in one to two years.
Knowing when I will be home.
Not the 405.
Having a drive on.
HBO.
Hulu.
Tivo.
My writers’ group.
Beth Stine.
New release movies.
The fall TV season.
Having Christmas in winter.
Being hot in July.
The fourth of July.
Fahrenheit.
Miles, feet, and inches.
Knowing how much my children weigh when the doctor asks me.
Having my blood pressure taken when I go to the doctor.
Nestle Toll House Chocolate Chip Cookies.
Crest toothpaste.
Garbage disposals.
Being one day younger.
Dr. Harry Saperstein.
The 40th birthday parties.
The life events.
The everyday moments between the parties and the events.
Bacon.
*My uterus put that
one in.
