Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Having my teeth filed down to sharp little points.
Using "Heavens to Betsy!" as an interjection.
Building replicas of famous structures in my living room.

Wait... what?

Just answering the question.

No, you didn't. These are not things that are desirable to many people, let alone most people.

It doesn't say "many." It just says "others."

Frowning upon what others do or do not do, or counting other peoples pennies.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Having my teeth filed down to sharp little points.
Using "Heavens to Betsy!" as an interjection.
Building replicas of famous structures in my living room.

Wait... what?

Just answering the question.

No, you didn't. These are not things that are desirable to many people, let alone most people.

Cruises - the thought of being parked on the ocean for days on end with hundreds of people grosses me out
French Laundry - I spent a few years in a developing country and refuse super expensive food on principle, it feels like a human rights violation to pay $600 for an appetizer (my DH fights me on this all the time because he loves nice restaurants but I won’t go)
Post-graduate degrees - no interest to return to school, despite seemingly everyone in my life getting MBAs and graduate degrees
Vacations to Europe with little children - just no, it’s not fun for anyone until they can sleep well and travel nicely

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Big boobs.

same, except I’ve got them and don’t want them. I also do not want unnecessary surgery.

I was a 32F when I was diagnosed with BC. I had a double mastectomy with no reconstruction. Lemme tell you I am happier than a pig in sh¡t! Life without boobs is 10,000x better than life with big knockers.

+1. I lost my boobs to nursing/weaning and while I wish they were perkier, I love being flat. I wear bralettes every day.

You didn’t lose your boobs to nursing. Age and having babies did it.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Having my teeth filed down to sharp little points.
Using "Heavens to Betsy!" as an interjection.
Building replicas of famous structures in my living room.

Wait... what?

Just answering the question.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Big boobs.

same, except I’ve got them and don’t want them. I also do not want unnecessary surgery.

I was a 32F when I was diagnosed with BC. I had a double mastectomy with no reconstruction. Lemme tell you I am happier than a pig in sh¡t! Life without boobs is 10,000x better than life with big knockers.

+1. I lost my boobs to nursing/weaning and while I wish they were perkier, I love being flat. I wear bralettes every day.

Anonymous wrote:Having my teeth filed down to sharp little points.
Using "Heavens to Betsy!" as an interjection.
Building replicas of famous structures in my living room.

Huh?

Anonymous wrote:Having my teeth filed down to sharp little points.
Using "Heavens to Betsy!" as an interjection.
Building replicas of famous structures in my living room.

I know!

Those who know know that the only acceptable exclamation is "heavens to murgatroyd!"

Anonymous wrote:Having my teeth filed down to sharp little points.
Using "Heavens to Betsy!" as an interjection.
Building replicas of famous structures in my living room.

Wait... what?

An airplane. When people learn I'm a pilot, they invariably ask if I own one. No thank you. I can burn money just as easily in my fireplace.

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Anonymous wrote:Expensive cars or brand new cars
Country club membership , I will never understand
Designer bags. I have never cared about a bag/purse.

I felt the same way until I fell in love with tennis. If you love to play golf or tennis, you suddenly get the appeal of a CC membership. It’s certainly not for the food.

I couldn't agree more!

Anonymous wrote:No one has mentioned this - a large, professionally designed walk in closet. Everyone I know who has one has not very fashionable taste in clothes and seems to fill the closets with masses of garbagy clothes shoved onto shelves. I don’t get it. I like small numbers of clothes that work for me, nicely organized and easy to find.

This is me. I have a huge walk in closet that I'm pretty sure was professionally designed by the previous owner. It was not helped my taste in clothes. I'm not automatically fashionable now and I have to shove clothes onto shelves.

That said, it's made me realize that I do have too many articles of junk clothing and I've done a lot to bring that down to a reasonable level of junk clothing.

Anonymous wrote:Expensive cars or brand new cars
Country club membership , I will never understand
Designer bags. I have never cared about a bag/purse.

I felt the same way until I fell in love with tennis. If you love to play golf or tennis, you suddenly get the appeal of a CC membership. It’s certainly not for the food.

Having my teeth filed down to sharp little points.
Using "Heavens to Betsy!" as an interjection.
Building replicas of famous structures in my living room.