The only place where you can buy a vowel

Confession: I’m a twenty-something and I frequently tune in to…. Wheel of Fortune. (And if you do too, did you also just hear the audience saying that as they do at the beginning of the show? No? Okay, me neither.) I’m a little embarrassed to admit this. But then again, I kind of grew up watching it with my family and it’s way better than some other newer game shows out there. How it doesn’t get tiring, I don’t know, since every show is almost exactly the same. Same routine, different puzzles.

Some of my thoughts on Wheel of Fortune

Is it just me or does the introductions of the players usually seem awkward?

I wonder if Vanna ever grows tired of her job. Walking back and forth, back and forth in heels, turning touching the letters. And how many times do you think she has clapped in her career? I hate clapping. I wonder the same with Pat though… it has to get old doing the same thing year after year. Maybe if I was paid that much, I wouldn’t mind either.

During the “final spin,” when Pat spins the wheel on the last puzzle, I always wonder if he has the wheel spinning down to a science because he always lands on a money value and never on a bankrupt or anything else that would cause him to have to re-spin! I guess you would be quite the professional wheel spinner after that many years.

I get annoyed when players know the puzzle, yet they buy vowels and then solve. Um, waste of money!

It took me forever to figure out the category of “Before & After.” You know, like Victoria’s Secret handshake. Then one day it clicked and I felt incredibly dumb and thought maybe I wasn’t even smart enough to call myself a Wheel Watcher.

I always secretly hope my spin ID number will come up after a prize puzzle. What if it has and I missed it?! I wonder how many prizes actually get claimed (you only have 24 hours to claim it and that means you had to have seen it in the first place). This season they started showing the name and town of the person with the said spin ID # … maybe because not many people were finding out that they won. If you ever see a Mindy M. from Missouri, don’t leave me in the dark! (No, I don’t watch it every night… so yes, I could possibly miss a free vacation.)

The fairly new “million dollar wedge” is such a tease. Your chances of landing on it, keeping it from landing on bankrupt, making it to the bonus round, landing on the million dollar prize, and solving the bonus puzzle is slim!

I get really excited when people win the Bonus Round! Especially if they landed on the $100,000… as if $30,000 wasn’t significant enough. I’d take it!

Although I like the show, I’d rather be an audience member rather than a contestant. I don’t think I’m a very good puzzle-solver (even though I sometimes make fun of the contestants when they miss an obvious puzzle), especially under the real pressure. I’d probably embarrass myself.

Wishful Wednesday

Do you ever make at wish at 11:11? I do sometimes, even though I’m not sure why I do it! It’s kind of silly I guess. Since today is 11.11, it must be the ultimate day to make a wish! Plus, incase you missed my last post, my wishes came true last year on 11.11.

So I decided that today I will do a Wishful Wednesday, not only because of the alliteration, but also because of the date!

(Did I mention I’m really good at wishing? I wish my life away one day at a time.)

I’m going to keep these light-hearted, because after all, it’s just a wish. Although they do say … be careful what you wish for.

I wish…..

I could snap my fingers and be in Anderson. Then kidnap Ryan. Snap. And be by the ocean.

God would send me a letter in the mail describing my plans for the next year.

My wisdom teeth were non-existant. But since they aren’t, I wish that at my next appointment, the dentist would say that they can stay.

My art appreciation class would be cancelled tomorrow night.

I could take anxiety out of my vocabulary (and life.)

I could give my love a kiss right NOW. And now. And now…. (You get the idea.)

It was summertime. All the time. (Or spring– I’d accept that too.)

I could drink coffee (well technically I can, but I mean without digestive problems. You know, like a normal person.)

My spin ID number would come up on Wheel of Fortune and I’d win a nice, tropical vacation. (Oops, I just confessed that I watch it.)

We could cuddle every single night. Starting tonight.

I would have easy labor and deliveries like my Mom’s… she’s always said “I could have babies for a living.” (I’m saving this wish for when I’m like, um, 30!)

We lived on a paved road so my car would look black like it’s supposed to.

That my hair would look good without frying it straightening it.

That college credits could be traded and transferred among people. Anyone have an Organic Chem they’d be willing to give up? I’ll trade you for a General Psych credit… I have two of ’em, both A’s. :0)

I could sing…. well enough that I would stand in front of people and feel good about it.

I could see what it’s like to be taller and less petite, just for a day. I’d want to walk around in a crowded area, try on jeans without the short label, hug my boyfriend, push a grocery cart, hold a baby, stand next to kids… ahhh, the endless new experiences.

Facebook stalking was a career. (KIDDING.)

Alright, I’ll all wished out for now.

But before I go, one last one….

I wish you would leave a comment on this post and tell me a wish or two.