This morning I was walking (hot, humid, sweat dripping) thinking about what I wanted to do when I grew up
I always wanted to be a nun after I made my first communion. Obviously even at that young age, I didn't qualify. But I wanted to be a nun and wear the long robes and have that big rosary swinging at all times. (OK I guess it was all about the dress) Who wouldn't want to wear this get up?Then I wanted to be a surgeon. Dr. Corky, Dr. Valli-Marie, Dr. Rebstock....I don't know, I can't stand snakes and I thought if I cut into the stomach's that is what I was going to see. Another dream down the drain.....
I always knew (and still do) that I am going to do something fabulous. I worked for Fred for 31 years, JDR for one year and then I have been at Past Era Antique Jewelry http://www.pastera.com/ for 2 1/2 years. Maybe this is the fabulous., But I think (and it is on my VISION BOARD) that I will win that lottery (either the Texas Lottery or meet someone who wants to share their fortune and do some good in the world....(first I have to pay the bills). I know I want to live in Paris, again, and this time for more than 7 weeks.
What do you want to be when you grow up?


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