day twelve: how I miss thee

Yeah sure, I miss a lot of things...

I miss late nights on the deck with wine and cigars.
I miss going to bars. All the bars. 
//senor frogs in the bahamas. clearly very sober.\\


I miss having a disposable income. 
I miss high heels. 
//these were my favorites. ever. and double-fisting.\\


I miss my Jetta. Sniff. 


I miss having painted nails for longer than a day. 
//i'm sure frankenstein agreed\\


I miss uninterrupted sunbathing. 
//i also miss my stomach\\


I miss going to the movies at night instead of a matinee. 
//midnight showings of twilight and harry potter!?\\

I miss taking off for an impromptu weekend somewhere.
//baltimore booze cruise\\


I miss sleeping through the night. 
I miss flying. Like on airplanes.
//nothing a good ambien couldn't remedy\\

I miss skiing.
//the swooshing\\

Nah I'm just kidding I don't miss any of that. ;)

I have kids now. And that's just PERFECT.


Tomorrow's post: I have to apologize.