*I would have a lot more clothes/shoes than I do. My closet would be a lot more fun and I wouldn't have to share it with Tim.
*I would have perfect hair that would never show weakness to this thing called Texas weather. or humidity.
*My gas light would never come on and I would remember everything. especially the dry cleaning.
*Groceries and household items would just appear magically. If I had to go grocery shopping my cart would be perfectly stocked and never unorganized. But really, they'd just put me in the grocery store to have me run into someone that I knew.
*There would be no mosquito's.
*Vacations would happen, no questions asked, and traveling would be a breeze.
Now if my life were a reality show:
*You would know that Cameron got sent home yesterday after throwing up at school. Bleh. I really hate throw up. period. When I got there to pick him up, this is how I found him. Doesn't he look like a drunk passed out inside the I Dream of Jeanie Bottle? (ouch, I just showed my age.) Note to self: dehydration can knock the wind out of your sails even at 1.
*You would laugh at the fact that I don't really cook. I prepare and I present. Tim will grill, I will "heat up", but as far as actually putting ingredients together with those things called measuring cups? It doesn't happen. Ingredients meshing in our house? -- that's what I like to call a salad people. or meatloaf. AND WHALLAH!
*Ratings would be low for lack of cat fights, but if you like big laughs, games of hide & seek really silly antics...oh and lots of sarcasm...then ratings would be pretty good I think.
* You might be concerned that Cameron doesn't own any shirts (especially based on these photos) but I promise this is just a summer boy craze.
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