Aspirations of greatness

It is the desire of my heart to be considered an "outdoorsy" girl. I'd like to think that I could survive on Survivor. And win. So today I decided to take our brand new tent out of its box and set it up for the kids to play with. Well, the tent won. Turns out I'm not a hardcore do it yourself outdoorsy girl. I'm more of a light to medium outdoorsy girl. I knew when Mike got home and saw the unraised tent in the backyard that he would make fun of me. He would give me that little smirk of his and say "oh honey, what would you do without me?" And then I would have to tell him that I would die in the wilderness without him. Humiliating. Like the time I picked up the frog at school to show it to our class of three year olds because I thought it would be cool and then the frog peed all over me.

There are many things in this world I would like to be. A singer. A really great singer instead of a singer who dares only to sing in the shower for fear of dogs howling and glass shattering. A world class piano player. A rock star. Like Bon Jovi or Rick Springfield only girly. I would love to be the first woman to travel to the deepest part of the ocean. A dolphin. Can I just be a dolphin?? Sadly, I wasn't designed to be any of those things. Instead, I will try to be the best I can be at the things I was designed for. Child of God. Wife. Mama. Daughter. Sister. Aunt. Friend. Cook. Maid. Teacher. Healer. Documenter. And Rick Springfield's number one fan.