I hope that you are able to take the time to spend with those you love, cherish, and admire and that the time is spent with warmth, kindness, joy, laughter, and tears of happiness. I wish that this is the year that our maximum calorie intake guidelines are doubled without ill effects, that chocolate, gravy, peanuts, wine, manhattans, praline pie, and all other desserts are all found, by noted scientists (or even unnoted ), to be excellent antioxidants.
I wish that our personal trainers would in fact do the work out for us, since they know how to do it so well and we do the counting, " ten more, nine more" and that using the TV "clicker" used up as many calories as a 10k run, and that having a "one pack" was seen as hot as a “six pack" (cruel people call it a potbelly). I wish that when our kids are driving us nuts that we would take pause and remember what jerks we were at that age, what fun it was, and that we also claimed that the mark on our neck was, in fact, a bruise. I hope that we are given the chance to dance to J Zee and that we dance as though nobody is watching, especially the Booty Drop. I hope I get the courage to attend a ZUMBA class and nobody recognizes me, geez it looks like fun.
I hope that in this new year, Frank McKenna decides to get back into politics as the leader of the Liberal party , that Sara Palin and Michelle Bachman find a cure for their Terminal Dumbness (is there a female equivalent word for "- hole or is that just reserved for us guys, sorry but the two of them drive me insane).
I hope that Michael Moore does another film about anything and that you read his book "Here Comes Trouble" to help explain why he is the way he is, god bless him. That Maple Leaf platinum tickets are reduced by half, and that the ticket takers let low-income kids sneak in to see the Leafs, like in the good old days.
I hope that Costco opens earlier in the morning and just one time my total bill was below $500.00. I also wish that when that happens my wife doesn't ask, “Why the hell did you buy sixty rolls of paper towels and a 24 piece Magic Bullet?”
I wish that PVR was voice activated and that the easy-to-use iPad was a frigg of a lot easier therefore needing me to dust it less. That James Brown's death was a hoax and that he really has been in hiding and working on a world tour and that he opens the show with "Hot Pants" and closes with " Please- Please- Please" and that his backup babes never stop dancing … geez I miss him. That Mohammed Ali ignites the Olympic Flame in London again, and President Obama wins re-election, there, I snuck that in, (sorry Brad). And I hope that Joy Behars show comes back on the air and that Bill Maher was on every night. I wish that I could sing again with the God Made Me Funky band. I wish that Republicans wore better ties and spiffier suits (navy jackets, yellow ties, and beige slacks are so 1998ish).
I wish that random acts of kindness weren't random but rather everyday occurrences and we all lived by the creed that it is far better to give than to receive, and not look to receive before we give. I wish that Agnello stopped trying to engage me in conversation, when I go in for my monthly fix of Peri Peri chicken. One can only talk about how to make Peri Peri sauce for so long, (sorry if you got this by mistake Agnello).
I hope that you don't wish that I would stop sending my yearly hopes and wishes I hope that you carry on through the day using the "Cowboys Creed" as your guide (which I will send to you at Easter, or for those of you that are non-believers , Spring Break, or look it up o the internet). I hope you know that you are a good person and important to my life (oh right there is more, you are so cool, tall, slim, interesting, intelligent, a little bit wild ass, innovative, and non-conventional, but most importantly, you are my friend. My best wish is that each and every morning when you wake up, you wake up with a song in your heart.
Have a great holiday and let your mojo loose.
Frank Delfino
Mojo Inc.
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