Post something you are missing lately (trivial or not)

Today I miss my glasses that help me see the computer screen better. Must have left them at home.

I miss getting on my bike and riding to the shopping center, going into G.C. Murphy’s and spending some time with my friends. We bought candy. We looked at the fish. We examined everything. No one ever told us to leave. We rode our bikes everywhere, sometimes barefoot. No problems.

I miss being thin, although I never remember being thin. But when I look at pictures I say, “Dang, I was thin!”

I miss the days when I thought Pop Tarts tasted good.

I miss a clean house. Why doesn’t my mother clean it?

I miss my dog, Max. She liked me best.

I miss the days that my kids went to sleep before my wife and I did. Read between the lines, and you can probably guess what else I miss.

I also miss Frasier recently. (I understand why all good things must come to an end, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it)

I miss having (a) feline pet(s), specially kittens.

I miss going down to the turf for a kickabout (or to join someone’s game) with my friend who I’d known since I was 4. I miss kicking footballs in general.

I miss acting stupid with another friend.

I miss when I was thin.

I miss when I didn’t drink.

I miss when drinking had the desired effect.

I miss riding a bike.

I miss when the Isle of Man was a novelty.

I miss liking my job, or at least not dreading getting up and going to work every day.

I miss having enthusiasm for things. Anything.

I miss having a general sense of contentment.

I miss my dad.

The carefree days with my hubby before we became parents.

Having time to just sit. And do nothing. Without being bothered by anyone.

The heady days of youth when I felt I could do anything, be anything.

My Mom, Dad and brothers, 3000 miles away
My grandparents and great aunts
Thorin, Arrow, Zak, Falstaff, Raku, Sister Mary-Margaret, Rodent, Admiral Poindexter, Penguin, Nellie and (most of all) Diggity

and cheesesteaks, also 3000 miles away :frowning:

Houses with character. Now they’re all in cookie-cutter type housing developments.

I miss really caring about the music I buy.

I miss the east coast, and especially Maryland.

But I miss my boyfriend most of all. I’ve seen him three times since August. I know there are people who have it rougher, but it still sucks royally.

I miss playing the piano (Yes mom, now I know why all those times you harped on me to practice).

I miss holding my kitty in my arms as he looks up at me with big round eyes and goes purrpurrpurr. No, don’t be sad, he’s not gone yet, I just miss him while I’m at work.

I miss being able to eat everything and anything (butter, transfats, carbs, ice cream) and still be rail thin.

I miss my kidneys, and to go along with that, the ability to use public swimming pools or go on amusment park rides.

I miss my mom’s freid cabbage and corned beef. The only thing she used to make that I havn’t been able to duplicate.

I miss several animals, including Simon (the cat who had feline leukemia), Dutch (a basset hound we had to give up when we moved) and Bailey, (a cat who just disappeared one day)

Agreed.

I also miss having sex. (The wife’s seven months pregnant, and we also have a two-year-old living up to the “terrible twos” label. So we’re both just too damn tired.)

I miss the freedom you have when you don’t have children. That includes the freedom of a reduced emotional involvement in others. Basically, that means I can’t be so damn self-absorbed any more, my son and soon-to-arrive daughter need and deserve every last ounce of love I can give them. (Which is a lot, a lot more than I thought I was capable of.)

I miss a dry weekend. It’s been raining every weekend for months and it’s pissing me off. From the looks at the sky (bugger the weather reports), I’m not getting my hopes up about tomorrow either. :frowning:

I miss:[ul]
[li]my cat[/li][li]having other musicians as friends[/li][li]being on stage[/li][li]pro hockey[/li][li]hanging out in the gay (lesbian, etc.) community[/li][li]having time to read for pleasure[/li][/ul]

Mst3k

Roger that. I LOVE my kids. and I wouldn’t trade the experience for the time and money I used to have, but I DO miss the time and money I used to have.

I miss my friends in NYC, especially my old roommate. I miss being able to yell across the hall at him when something good came on, and I miss throwing hairbrushes at him when he used to yell at me for being anti-social.

I just miss him:(. I adore my life with my husband, but I miss my friend.

E.

Not being sore all my waking hours. Track practice, y’see.

Hanging out with my girlfriend. Track practice, y’see.

I’ll agree that I miss Jerry Orbach
I miss the carefree days I had at the end of this summer
I miss my friend Ken, who I used to live with, before he moved to California
I miss having the time to work in the lab

I miss my sex drive. Stupid Effexor.

I miss Maid Rites.

ZJ