Families would be easier to deal with and not come with So. Much. Drama.
Carbs would be a wonder weight loss aid. (I love fresh baked bread and pastas...)
My knees would let me play basketball as well as I can coach it.
My son`s sprained ankle won`t jeopardize his chances of making the school basketball team.
I would be able to ski and skate so much better than I actually do.
My Dad would still be alive and know my son. They would really like each other.
As a corollary to the above - good people would stay around, bad people wouldn't. (I'm talkin' to you, Kim Jong-Il!)
Cashiers in stores, when "helping" me, would be talking to me, not their friends about the party they were at last noght, and whether that boy really likes her, or is just using her.
There were 40 hours in a day, and 10 days in a week - 5 of them Saturdays.
Sewing machines wouldn't use bobbins. I'd rather buy two spools of thread than wind bobbins, and run out with 6 inches left in a seam.
I will always have what I need in the house, when I need it (I'm talking to you, 1/4 inch elastic, and icing sugar!)
Airports and travel would be as easy and friendly as it was 20 years ao. Damn Al-Queda for making a three hour flight take an entire day, and delaying my Mom's flight so I have to kill time...
Can you tell it`s been a rough weekÉ