Law of Attraction

Don’t start talking to me about the law of attraction until you can explain to me why I didn’t end up marrying a Hanson brother.

I don’t believe I’ve ever worked harder to will something into being than when I was 15, and this poster was taped to my ceiling, directly above the area where my head hit the pillow, so I could stare into any one of their dreamy eyes (any one would’ve done) without getting a crick in my neck.

Sure. Unanswered prayers. I could be living on a prairie somewhere with 11 children while my husband (whichever one) was off God-knows-where recording a music video with Weird Al.

But it’s still important to think about, Rhonda Byrne. It’s important.