A Great Bed

You know, I have to say it was such a great feeling waking up in a hotel room after an evening out with my husband and not finding myself on the cold tile floor of the bathroom, but rather in the luxurious bed with fluffy pillows, clean-smelling sheets and a duvet cover that just rocked.

Ah. It is such a great feeling to not have a hangover, to have the whole day spread out in front of you, to know you have the option of doing whatever you want, that you're not forced to lie in bed all day long and wish for death.

You know what I wish? I wish people could just go up to people and say exactly what they want to say and not feel funny about it. I remember this one time in college (okay, everybody think of the band-camp girl in American Pie -- Once, at college...) we were tailgating before a football game and I saw THE MOST GORGEOUS GUY in the entire world, and I had just a good enough buzz from probably some really cheap and crappy beer, that I just went right on up to the guy and told him what I thought of his looks. I went right up there and said, "You are the most beautiful guy I have ever seen in my entire life."

Boy, did that piss off his girlfriend who was standing right next to him! Ha, kidding, there was no girlfriend right next to him, I just thought that would be funny to say.

Anyway, I guess the reason you can't just go up to someone and say your true thoughts about the person is because they look at you kind of strange and think you're pretty weird, which is what that guy did, and probably because I was weird.

But, at this function over the weekend (and isn't it interesting how I now refer to things as a 'function' rather than what it really was because my mom was worried about what I told you all, so I'm trying to be incognito so you don't know I was really attending an event where there was a chick in a white dress and lots of free booze.)

Oops.

So, there was this really hot guy there. That's all I wanted to tell you. I just thought it would be neat if we lived in a world where you could tell someone who was hot that he was hot. I'm not sure it would boost their morale coming from a stay-at-home married mom of three who is gaining weight by the pounds daily, but wouldn't it make a person feel nice if they received random comments such as that? I think so.

Here's something else I wish, while I'm on this "I Wish" rant. I wish the hypothetical 'you' were able to know what a person thought of you upon meeting you. Like, I would like to know someone's immediate reaction to meeting someone -- did they think you were nice, did they think you had a skin problem, bad hair, a horrible figure, nice boobs, whatever. But of course, sometimes this could possibly ruin a person's whole life to know these things, so maybe that's not a good idea.

But I also think it would be cool for there to be a website where a person could submit a picture of themselves, or maybe of just their figure, and random readers could log on, and search the database and critique the person. Like, for instance, you could comment on a person's figure and say, 'that person has a nice butt, but needs to work on her upper arms.' Or 'she should really be smiling more.' or 'that person has the ideal figure.' I don't know, this is just something I think about sometimes. Like I'll walk down the street and see a beautifully put-together stylish woman and wonder, what does she think when she sees me walking by? Is she judging me, wondering about my life as I wonder about her? Does she see me with my three kids and wish she had three kids? Does she see me with three kids and think I must be a nutcase and why the hell can't I do something with my hair, put some makeup on and wear some shoes that are at least a bit stylish?

That's the kind of stuff I think about. What do you think about?