A TV Moment

All of us have probably had a "TV moment" in real life. With all the reality shows on now (which I don't watch...I've just never gotten into them), that probably is easier and easier. But, I'm talking about those times that you find your life looking just like the Cosby Show or a commercial.

When we were in Dallas a few weeks ago, I had mine. It was a Charlie's Angels moment (and not because of my plastic surgery!). Picture not the hair (remember I was bald just a few months ago), but a parking garage. DIdn't the best scenes always take place there?

Now picture my three year old, running away from me. Because of a game they play at dance, I can usually get her to stop by telling her to "freeze." Because of the situation though--a dim garage, multiple cars, and a loose child--I yelled at her: "FREEZE!"

As my voice echoed off the concrete, I looked around to see if anyone happened to be there, because suddenly I felt like Jackilyn Smith. I was curious if I sounded authoritative to anyone else but her (and usually she's not impressed!). Disappointingly enough, no one was there to hear me sounding like an Angel from the past. There was no one frozen in mid-stride with their hands raised, wondering what they did. Too bad. It sounded kind of cool.

There is nothing profound here...and by the way, my daughter DID stop! Guess if I need a night-time job, I could always....well maybe not. I'll never have the hair to go with the voice.