My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...
When I was a kid, I wanted nothing else in the world except to possess supernatural powers like Samantha Stevens on the TV show Bewitched.
For those of you who may not be familiar with this show, Bewitched was an outstanding sitcom that was first aired during the mid 60’s.
It was about the zany trials and tribulations of a witch, Samantha (Elizabeth Montgomery), who was married to a mortal, Darren Stevens (Dick York/Dick Sargent). It also included a stellar supporting cast who would continually make guest appearances, such as: Agnes Moorehead, Paul Lynde, and Alice Ghostly, to name but a few.
Samanthas' supernatural powers were summoned, whenever she would “wiggle her nose.”
(and you would always hear a little “tinkling” sound)
With just a twitch of her nose….she could make furniture fly around the living room; change her clothing; make people disappear or reappear; have the vacuum cleaner vacuum on it’s own; and even have a three-course dinner magically appear on the table.
It was FABULOUS!
And DAMN IT…I wanted to be able to do that!
I would stand in front of my bathroom mirror for hours on end; wiggle and twitch my nose until my entire face went NUMB.
And NOTHING happened.
NO MAGIC.
I remember one Christmas, asking the Christ Child for only one thing…to be like Bewitched.
Nothing.
One morning, I even asked God to PLEASE give me the power to make my bed by wiggling my nose…and I SWORE to him that I would NEVER tell another living soul as long as I lived, if He allowed it.
Nothing.
I would sometimes sit in school and wiggle my nose in the hopes that Sister Michael would suddenly vanish, so that I wouldn’t have to fail her stupid-ass Math tests.
And it never happened.
However, I finally figured out a way to PRETEND that I was Bewitched, and magically turn my bedroom light on.
I would stand in my bedroom, with my back firmly pressed against the wall, and the crown of my head positioned directly below the light switch…
…and as I wiggled my nose, I would quickly raise my head; causing the switch to turn on the light!
And viola!…I was Mr. Bewitched.
Have a SUPERnatural weekend, everyone!
Please note: I will be working some extra hours today, so I will be responding to all comments later in the evening. Thank you for your understanding and patience.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)