i wish. on everything.

i wish wishing worked.

when i was 8, i got a fortune cookie. it read: you will have everything you wish for. (it lied)

i’m not an overly superstitious person, although i try not to walk under ladders, break mirrors, step on cracks on the sidewalk (just in case. better safe than sorry, right?! right!)

when it comes to wishing, i will wish on anything (read: everything i can think of):

i hold my breath in tunnels.

i throw coins in fountains. (tossed one over my shoulder into the trevi. YES i did! and then ate gelato)

i blow away eyelashes.

i wish on the first star i see each night.

i wish on shooting stars.

i wish on the candles of my birthday cake

i wish on the bigger side of the wishbone (after wishing that i’ll get the bigger side of the wishbone)

i blow on dandelions.

i make a wish if a ladybeetle lands on me. (i’ve recently modified this to include butterflies, since for some reason, they LOVE landing on me)

sometimes, i’ll wish on nothing at all. but i make deals with the universe. example: if i don’t look at the clock on the treadmill until an ENTIRE minute passes (treadmill minutes are not real world minutes, they move about ten times slower), then my pup will never ever die. or those william rast jeans will appear at my door. or i’ll get free louboutins for life!

i didn’t even realize how much i did this until i was in san francisco this weekend holding my breath in a tunnel and realizing i forgot to make a wish…and then i thought: oh well, that’s okay. i’ll just defer to my standby wish.

umm, that’s right. i have a standby wish. several years ago, i made a deal with the universe that in the instance i forget to wish, we should insert my ‘go to wish’. i think i actually said this aloud to my best friend and that’s when it clicked…i’m not normal. and honestly, i never want to me.

problem is, i no longer recall my understudy wish. guess i’ll have to make a new one!