My Personal Declaration of Independence

This holiday weekend, I feel it’s important to wave a flag high for all the areas in my life where freedom reigns. With no futher ado:

I declare myself to be independent of and free from the following:

The ability to stop at one homemade chocolate chip cookie
The stomach for Quentin Tarantino movies or adaptations of Cormac McCarthy books
The willpower to resist the “Buy Now” green button on the iTunes store
Disinterest in baby interactions; I will always wave and make faces at cute babies
Comfort with the loss of control inherent in allowing my husband to navigate the car without my input
The self-control to stop reading at bedtime when there are
A yearning to learn how to ski
An aptitude for geometry
The patience to use Siri, especially since she started calling me Alicente (pronounced “Ala-shent.”)
An affinity for jigsaw puzzles
Empathy for foul-mouthed parents whose children curse in public
A tendency toward terseness

God Bless America. Thank you. Please pass the sparklers, and add your own declarations of independence in the comments section.

Here’s a new favorite from our July 4th playlist – Bastille, with “Pompeii”…if Enya were a dude, and ate the Depeche Mode drum machine.