In my dreams I am Peggy Lee.  Blond, thin and poised.  Smooth in heels.  Exuding sexiness and control.  Singing and waltzing to a background band at the Copacabana. (They move with me throughout the day. I am never unaccompanied)

In reality I am average height, overly endowed and a smidgen to the right of pleasingly plump. I stumble in heels and exude goofiness.  I am slightly inattentive to minor details such as traffic rules and current immunizations.  

I sing and dance, that’s accurate.  If you want to call the howling in my kitchen, car and shower singing. I dance a little too.. a convulsive gyration set to the beat of the Black Eyed Peas.  Come to think of it, I always have accompaniment. Not Duke Ellington, rather two or three little boys and one big obnoxious dog.  

Wow. I feel so much better! I am practically living my dream! Hope you are living yours too.