I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an Adult.
I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year old again. I want to go to McDonald's and think it's a four star restaurant.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle. I want to see who can blow the biggest bubble. I want to think M & M's are better than money because you can eat them. I want to drink Kool-Aid, and eat lemon heads with my friends. I don't want to change clothes because I got a little dirty. I want to enjoy everyday like its summer vacation. I want to return to a time when life was simple.

When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and TV show theme songs, 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, like a new hot wheel. I want to live simple again. I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more 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 and mankind. I want to be in the roller derby and actually believe The Three Stooges are real.

So...here's my checkbook and my car keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements, my pager, my cell phone, my palm pilot, my fax machine and my DVD player, and last but not least my mortgage book. 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 and You Have Cooties!"