Mary Chapin Carpenter has a new song out called “My Heaven” and in it she sings about her own personal heaven. Since hearing her perform this song, I’ve been thinking about what I’d like to have in my personal heaven. Here’s an incomplete list in no particular order of importance:
-the chance to talk to my mother
-BBQ
-finding surprising music and good food (like the time we ate at the Green Mesquite and heard WST)
-flying without the aid of a plane
-driving a convertible Jaguar really fast and for a really long time
-the ability and opportunity to sing standards in a smoky bar (I wouldn’t care about second hand smoke because I’d already be dead)
-walking on the moon
-a limitless supply of vodka tonics and good solid draft beer
-a bowl of perfectly popped, buttered and salted popcorn whenever I wanted it
-the opportunity to know what sex is like for the opposite sex
-the chance to pee standing up (I want the freedom to whip it out and write my initials in the snow)
-the ability to right small wrongs on a whim (like making people say thank you when you hold the door open for them)
-snorkeling all afternoon without getting tired or too wrinkly
What does your version of heaven look like?
Cool list! I think I would have to add having large bowls of ice cream whenever I wanted it, swimming with dolphins and/or sea turtles, and winning an olympic medal ( since I am so athletic?!). Maria