I was dared to post that sentence as the first line of my next blog.You are welcome.
Today's blog topic is children.
I explored several directions before I committed to a topic.
Originally, I considered another Other People's Kids entry.
For those of you who follow my blog, you know that I have been reported the antics of my sisters kids and my cousin's kids since 2005.
I have been using the tag OPK since 2009.A retired teach friend mentioned to me one day that she wanted to write a book titled, "Other People's Kids."
I recently watched Lil'T and Trey but I will save that day of hilarious for another blog.
Instead I want to pick up a few things from my childhood. I pulled three blog entries from my archives to assist with this post. I made edits and updates so, almost technically, I have not plagiarized myself.
I liked childhood. Back then I used to have fantastical imaginations.
I remember wishing that I could do anything as recorded in this post from 2007.
I have been thinking for awhile about what I would do if i had the means to do anything.
I would create a Smurf channel on cable TV. It would play all the episodes of the Smurfs all day long.
No. I will play episodes of the Superfriends Hour, Smurfs, Space Ghost hour and Mighty Mouse.
I would permit subordinates to order Mental Health days for their directors. It would be for the mental health of the subordinate.
People who get their hair done in weekly up-dos, buns, hair pieces or goddess braids would be obligated by law to also have pedicures as frequently.
Dr. Pepper vending machines would be easier to find.
"Seventy percent off sales" would occur more frequently.
I would be able to remember people's names.
There would always be wine, vodka, tequila, gin and rum in my house.
I would only have one chin.
It would never snow in April.
There would be more Riddick movies.
Someone would detail my car every few months.
There would be more episodes of Futurama, funny episodes of Family Guy and another season of the Boondocks.
All of my student loans would be paid off and I could work for the sheer pleasure of it.
I would become my own Handyman and be able to fix, make or do anything to my own house.
Aging would be optional.
The Shoe man would make house calls. He would shine and repair my shoes on site and we could have a great time playing dress-up.
I imagined that I had superpowers. Today, I just want to feel like my doctors are actually listening to me.
When we were children we played by rules.
We also had short attention spans so I am continuing this topic in a second post