I have yet to be accepted into Femsplain's submissions but I think part of that is because I am not being true to who I am. I am the weirdo who has conversations with her dogs, not the girl who actually analyzes her life to make it better.
So inspired by their theme this month of DREAMS, here is a story about my life.
When I was a kid, me and my sister would religiously watch the 1966 Batman series that was being replayed on television. I feel as though we may have watched it everyday but who knows I was probably only six years old. No one has a real concept of time when they are six.
But as far as I recall, everyday (or whatever) same Bat-Time, same Bat-Channel, my sister and I would plop down on the couch and watch the hell out of that show.
Then I would go to school and people would say things like, "when I grow up, I want to be an astronaut" or "when I grow up I want to be a cowboy" or "when I grow up I want to be a endocrinologist" (some of those are more common than the others). I would reply to their follow-up questions (or just plain out blurt it out because six-year-olds have a severe lack of give and take in general conversations) "I WANT TO BE BATMAN!"
Here are some of the reasons why I wanted to be batman:
PS: You should all know that when I worked for the government, there was a team building exercise at a meeting where you had to write where you grew up, where you worked last and what you wanted to be when you grew up. I was honest and said Batman and everyone looked at me as though I was a crazy person. The government is onto my vigilante aspirations! ALFRED! HIDE THE BATPHONE!
PPS: I need to name my next dog Alfred and teach him to bring me stuff.
PPPS: Does anyone know a good dog trainer?
PPPPS: Does anyone know a good breed of dog that will bring me a fudgecicle without eating it before it gets to me?