I’m not too proud to admit that there are a few people on this planet who I envy.
Yes, my life is pretty darn fantastic. There’s not much to complain about. I’m a blessed woman and I know it.
But there are a few factions of folks whose shoes I’d like to wear, if only for a day.
Here’s my top 5:
#5 Disney World Employees
I love Disney World. I’ve only been once, but the one thing that stuck out to me (more than the happiness abounding from around each and every corner) was how cheerful, helpful, wonderful, and clean the entire staff was. Whether they were cleaning bathrooms, handing you food, giving out directions, or helping you onto a ride, every single person I encountered while within the hallowed walls of Mickey’s little world was absolutely perfect.
Would I ever want to be one of the princesses or a Mickey dressed in Safari gear?
But I think it would be such fun to work in one of the shops or restaurants on the Disney property. I mean….is anyone in a bad mood while they’re at Disney World? Anyone?
#4 Beautiful Women Who Jog (especially on the beach)
If you are one of these women—I don’t hate you! I swear! In fact, you’re part of a sorority I’m dying to pledge.
But it doesn’t matter than I want to be you desperately. Because inevitably, when you jog prettily by me, wearing your adorable matching sports bra and tennis shoes, I’m going to have something snarky to say under my breath.
You won’t hear me. Just keep jogging. And being beautiful. And healthy. And thin….
#3 Oprah Winfrey
Not because she’s rich. Or because she lives in a big, fancy house. Or because she knows everyone in show business.
Only because she knows (and apparently gets to kiss) Hugh Jackman. For that, I envy her.
#2 The People Who Live Here
You should envy them, too. Santorini…..sigh….
and finally, #1 The Backup Dancers for the New Kids on the Block
(Video is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FC4nPcxZH8I Also, start at 2:11 to see the backup dancers at work. But why would you skip all the New Kids goodness before that?!?)
It’s true, you might not understand this obsession of mine. In fact, those of you who are of the age who, like me, grew up obsessed with the New Kids have most likely moved on to other obsessions. It’s fine. I don’t blame you (much.)
The truth of the matter: when I was 10 years old, I was CONVINCED that I was going to grow up and become a dancer for the New Kids.
It never dawned on me that they might break up, or no longer be touring by the time I was old enough to join their posse. (That’s the cool kid lingo.)
Nor did it ever occur to me that as I aged, so would they.
For 2 or 3 summers of my childhood, I spent every single day with My First Sony tape player, a New Kids on the Block cassette tape, and my backyard. I danced and performed and sang my little heart out.
Most of the time it was just for me. Other times, it was for my entire family (Thanks, Mom and Dad, for suffering through those concerts….)
It wasn’t just a dream for me, it was my reality.
Now, to know that they’re on tour again, with backup dancers much younger than me, and to know that I missed my opportunity…
Well, I want to stab those skinny little girls in the kneecap.
But then, Donnie might not like me, and that would make me sad. So I’ll just be envious from afar.