Friday, August 29, 2008

Change I Can Believe In....

I promise this isn't going to turn into a political blog, but my friend Mary and I were just visiting about why I won't the Drink the Kool-Aid with the Democrats.

I've come to the realization that Obama isn't offering Change I can believe in.

Here's what that would look like.....

A cure for breast cancer. Right here, right now.

To knock off that last 7 pounds. What the heck! How about 12!

A complete wardrobe from J. Jill, supplemented with a few items from Coldwater Creek and a healthy dose of Ann Taylor.

A pair of Wave Runners -- because one just wouldn't be enough.

Four 50-yard-line season tickets for Aggie Football complete with a parking place with my name on it and a pass to any festivities that include food.

Full maid service at my house.

36 Hours in a day, because 24 just isn't cutting it around here.

A summer-long tour of Europe with my family.

And while I'm not up for a boob job (although Biggsy would be thrilled!), I wouldn't be opposed to a lift. And maybe a little "work." Nothing extra. Just a matched set that didn't need to be tucked into my waistband when I run.

Now, that's change I can believe in!!!

1 comment:

Biggs said...

For all those who now think that I am a pig, I want to state for the record that I have never even insinuated that D'Lyn needs a "lift" of any sort. To the contrary, my wife has a fantastic rack. Probably the best of any of my friends's wives. Not as big as some, perhaps, but they definitely win the All-around gold. JB