“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
-Roald Dahl
-Roald Dahl
Magic. I love anything and everything that has to do with magic. When I was little I desperately wanted to have magic of my own. Much like the two characters in Samantha Stephens in "Bewitched" and Jeannie in "I dream of Jeannie". Ah, if with a twitch of my nose or a blink of my eyes I could have or do anything I'd like. Well, that would be wonderful, and, slightly dangerous. You know, make all the morons around me turn into, I dunno, pet rocks. Kidding. I would only do good. I would be a good witch like Samantha or Sabrina (yes, I watched "Sabrina the Teenage Witch", especially on TGIF). In my eyes Witches>Vampires. But, I digress. This isn't necessarily about my slight tendency to lean towards witchy magic.
It's more about my absolute two favorite shows as a little girl. Nick at Nite was the -ish. Seriously. Many a nights I would stay up way, way, way past my bedtime in order to watch these two shows. And, on the days where I would fall asleep before they would come on, the very next morning I would fake an ailment. "Mommy, mommy, my tummy hurts (really, really, sad face), is it ok if I stay home today, I don't have any exams or projects?" This way, I would catch the morning reruns (and eat waffles) all while cozied up on our green couch. Oops. Did I really just admit faking sick. I think I did. Oh, well. Momma, I am sorry.
I am feeling a little nostalgic today. Monday's. They do that to me. Especially days where being an adult is just a tad bit bleh, if you know what I mean. And, I sort of, kind of, want to take a week off and slip back to the year 1997, when I was in 5th grade (hence, my need for magic) . I want to wake snuggled up in my pink-and-white striped comforter. I want to slide out of bed, walk past my life-size barbie house, and walk straight to the living room to turn on an episode of "I Dream of Jeannie" followed by back-to-back episodes of "Bewitched". Thinking of these television shows transports me back to a time where the only thing I worried about was if my Weekly Assignment Calendar had been signed by my momma (well, not really, I used to forge those all the time, oh, please, I was like ten).
Watching Samantha and Jeannie outsmart and enchant those in their lives made me dream of a universe where magic was entirely possible. I would daydream of all the spectacular adventures I'd go on, the fabulous outfits I'd where, and the quirky people I'd meet along the way. I had a wild imagination.
So, tell me. What television shows bring you back to a different, more care-free time? Oh, and all of this was possible as long as I was able to get to the remote before my little brother. Because, the times he wanted to watch his morning cartoons always seemed to coincide during a marathon of "Bewitched".
xoxo
It's more about my absolute two favorite shows as a little girl. Nick at Nite was the -ish. Seriously. Many a nights I would stay up way, way, way past my bedtime in order to watch these two shows. And, on the days where I would fall asleep before they would come on, the very next morning I would fake an ailment. "Mommy, mommy, my tummy hurts (really, really, sad face), is it ok if I stay home today, I don't have any exams or projects?" This way, I would catch the morning reruns (and eat waffles) all while cozied up on our green couch. Oops. Did I really just admit faking sick. I think I did. Oh, well. Momma, I am sorry.
I am feeling a little nostalgic today. Monday's. They do that to me. Especially days where being an adult is just a tad bit bleh, if you know what I mean. And, I sort of, kind of, want to take a week off and slip back to the year 1997, when I was in 5th grade (hence, my need for magic) . I want to wake snuggled up in my pink-and-white striped comforter. I want to slide out of bed, walk past my life-size barbie house, and walk straight to the living room to turn on an episode of "I Dream of Jeannie" followed by back-to-back episodes of "Bewitched". Thinking of these television shows transports me back to a time where the only thing I worried about was if my Weekly Assignment Calendar had been signed by my momma (well, not really, I used to forge those all the time, oh, please, I was like ten).
Watching Samantha and Jeannie outsmart and enchant those in their lives made me dream of a universe where magic was entirely possible. I would daydream of all the spectacular adventures I'd go on, the fabulous outfits I'd where, and the quirky people I'd meet along the way. I had a wild imagination.
So, tell me. What television shows bring you back to a different, more care-free time? Oh, and all of this was possible as long as I was able to get to the remote before my little brother. Because, the times he wanted to watch his morning cartoons always seemed to coincide during a marathon of "Bewitched".
xoxo
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