A Tag that I found on http://juliesjewelsandjunque.blogspot.com Thanks Julie... I am keeping most of what Julie had but I have added a few of my own. RESIGNATION I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 10 year-old again. I want to go to Burger King or McDonald's and think that it’s a four star restaurant. I want to sail rocks across a fresh mud puddle and make a mud pies. I want to think M & M's are better than money because you can eat them. I want to lie under a big oak tree on a hot summer's night and count the stars. I want to take walks down to the stream and sit on the banks, with my feet in the cool water. I want to run barefoot in the fresh cut grass. I want to play tea party with my girlfriends. I want to return to a time when life was simple, when all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn’t bother you, because you didn’t know what you didn’t know and you didn’t care. All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset. I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible. I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again. I want to live simple again. I want to hear my mother say "If you keep crossing your eyes they will get stuck" I don’t want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones. I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow. So . . . here’s my checkbook and my car keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss this further, you’ll have to catch me first, cause…..... …..”Tag! You’re it.” SMOOCH!