When I was little, my Mom took me to see Santa Claus.. When he asked me what I wanted for Christmas, I told him I wanted to be stinking, rotten, filthy rich...
It didn't happen..
Years later - when I was in high school - I sat across the desk from my guidance counselor and she asked me what I wanted out of life.. I told her I wanted to be stinking, rotten, filthy rich..
It didn't happen..
When I was about to marry my second husband, my Dad took me aside and asked me if I was sure of what I wanted.. I said that I was - that I wanted to be stinking, rotten, filthy rich..
It didn't happen...
When I was in my mid-to-late 40's, I went to see my gynecologist concerning some health problems.. After a thorough examination and numerous tests, the doctor informed me that I was going through "the change".. "Great," I thought - "I will change into a
"stinking, rotten, filthy rich person.."
It didn't happen...
A few years later - when my baby got married and left home - people asked what I wanted to do now that the kids had all grown up and moved on.. I said I wanted to become a "stinking, rotten, filthy rich person.."
It didn't happen...
(Can you see a pattern developing here??)
Tonight (well actually that would be LAST night now) I went to the local 7/11 type store to play the Mega Million Dollar Lottery.. When it was my turn to be waited on, the girl behind the counter asked me what I would like.. I said I would like to be a "stinking, rotten, filthy rich person.."
Once again, it didn't happen....
Obviously, my plan has a "flaw" in it.. Someday in the future I am going to be lying on my death bed - gasping for air - and someone is going to say, "Is there anything I can do for you?" and I am going to reply........................................
"Yes! You can make me a stinking, rotten, filthy rich person!!!!!!!!"
Why do all of these people keep asking me what I "want" if they aren't going to give it to me??????????????

It didn't happen..

Years later - when I was in high school - I sat across the desk from my guidance counselor and she asked me what I wanted out of life.. I told her I wanted to be stinking, rotten, filthy rich..
It didn't happen..

When I was about to marry my second husband, my Dad took me aside and asked me if I was sure of what I wanted.. I said that I was - that I wanted to be stinking, rotten, filthy rich..
It didn't happen...

When I was in my mid-to-late 40's, I went to see my gynecologist concerning some health problems.. After a thorough examination and numerous tests, the doctor informed me that I was going through "the change".. "Great," I thought - "I will change into a
"stinking, rotten, filthy rich person.."
It didn't happen...

A few years later - when my baby got married and left home - people asked what I wanted to do now that the kids had all grown up and moved on.. I said I wanted to become a "stinking, rotten, filthy rich person.."
It didn't happen...
(Can you see a pattern developing here??)
Tonight (well actually that would be LAST night now) I went to the local 7/11 type store to play the Mega Million Dollar Lottery.. When it was my turn to be waited on, the girl behind the counter asked me what I would like.. I said I would like to be a "stinking, rotten, filthy rich person.."
Once again, it didn't happen....

Obviously, my plan has a "flaw" in it.. Someday in the future I am going to be lying on my death bed - gasping for air - and someone is going to say, "Is there anything I can do for you?" and I am going to reply........................................
"Yes! You can make me a stinking, rotten, filthy rich person!!!!!!!!"
Why do all of these people keep asking me what I "want" if they aren't going to give it to me??????????????
