If Only...

When I was growing up, I desperately wanted to be Samantha from Bewitched.  

I am now convinced, I gave up on my dreams too soon.

On the days I am trying to find the time to fill my flower boxes.

I wish I could just wiggle my nose and without getting dirt under my finger nails, or breaking a sweat, or chasing after the dog that just tried to steal the flowers, my flower boxes would magically be filled.

Or on the days when I am trying to survive one of these...

I could just wiggle my nose and we could all enjoy the joys of nap time instead.

Or, when my street inevitable floods every year and for a few hours I own waterfront property...

I could just wiggle my nose and enjoy this view of the water instead.

Yes, Amy of yore, you gave up on your dream too quickly...

If only

When I was growing up, I desperately wanted to be Samantha from Bewitched.  

I am now convinced, I gave up on my dreams too soon.

On the days I am trying to find the time to fill my flower boxes.

I wish I could just wiggle my nose and without getting dirt under my finger nails, or breaking a sweat, or chasing after the dog that just tried to steal the flowers, my flower boxes would magically be filled.

Or on the days when I am trying to survive one of these...

I could just wiggle my nose and we could all enjoy the joys of nap time instead.

Or, when my street inevitable floods every year and for a few hours I own waterfront property...

I could just wiggle my nose and enjoy this view of the water instead.

Yes, Amy of yore, you gave up on your dream too quickly...