“Someday I am going to be the editor-in-chief of Vanity Fair.”
- Mrs. Chicken, circa 1991
“Someday I am going to find a garbage can that I don’t have to
empty every fucking fifteen minutes.”
– Mrs. Chicken, circa 2007
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“Someday I am going to have my work featured in Communication Arts.”
- Aimee circa 1991
“Fuck it, I will just slather it all over my blog instead.”
- Aimee, circa 2007
Excellent post
There’s something about people swearing that don’t normally that makes me grin right across my face 
Ah, Jonathan. I curse like a sailor.
I graduated high school in ‘91 and I think my greatest aspiration was to find a job that would allow me to wear jeans and stilettos…thanks ZZ Top. Now, I just want a job that allows me to type while breastfeeding and return calls with Jojo’s Circus blaring wildly in the background.
It’s good to always have a goal.
I’m all about the lowered expectations. It just makes my life so much easier.
Har! I have the same goal. Also, will the laundry ever stop multiplying in the basket? IT NEVER ENDS!
Oh Lord, that is funny!
If you find one, let us know.
Oh, sweet Jesus. I think I just woke up a napping Smooch with my raucous laughter. At least you have a goal.
“Someday I am going to get in the car and drive all over the country exploring.”
-Jen circa 1996
“Fuck. Have you seen the price of gas today?”
-Crotchety old version of Jen circa 2007
Loved this. It is hilarious.
“I’m going to write movie scripts” flutter circa 1990
“I don’t want to go to the movies, people fucking annoy me.” flutter circa 2 seconds ago
Ah yes, the cascading dreams. Not that Bossy would know. Sigh.
“Someday, I’m going to write for Rolling Stone.” – Lisa, 1990
“If I can string three words together that don’t sound like nonsense, maybe I’ll post on my blog for the first time in 3 weeks. And turn that shit down!!!” – Lisa, 2007
Love this and all the comments!
I might be the only optimist in the group but something tells me the first might happen before the second….
that was real funny. thanks.
Succinct and telling – thanks for the laugh.
Isn’t it amazing how much garbage a grown woman and a baby or two can produce? We have the same issue.
Am laughing … this is great! My fantasy can also has to be dogproof.
“I am going to be a country singer” circa 1986.
When are all the Blue’s Clues, Wiggles and every other cartoon theme songs going to leave my head and leave me in peace? If I hear just one more I am going to go crazy!!!!!! I always have to sing along. circa 2007
Someday I’m goingto change the word – circa 1989
I can’t wait to be tenured and unproductive – circa 2007
Did I just really type that out loud? Bad professor! Bad bad bad bad bad honest professor.
This and the comments made my day!
You are too funny!
…and let’s not EVEN discuss our stance on minivans.
The post and the following comments are great!
Not to be a pollyanna or anything, but you could look at this in a Buddhist way… you’re getting closer to breathing. Chop wood, carry water.
I know, I know… the hardest part of mothering is the delay or shattering of our personal dreams.