If I could be on "Dancing with the Stars".

When I was ten, I told my parents I wanted to dance on Broadway. So my mom sent me to dancing school. I tapped and learned ballet. I could run done the hall and jump over the sofa. I could spin in the air. I looked pretty cute in a tutu. But I really wasn't that great of a dancer.

In High School I danced at every school dance. I even won contests with my boyfriends. That was the 60's, music was fun to dance to then. I still wanted to dance on Broadway, but I was reminded I could not sing at all.

I married a non dancer, so I taught my sons to dance, They got to be in High School plays. In West Side story my son Jerry was the cop. In Damn Yankees, Jerry, Lee ,Thom and even five year old Jonathan were in it. I was the only mom in the district that could say that.

Now I am 63 and "Dancing with the Stars", make me want to dance again. I could be Cheryl Burke dancing my heart out with Joey Fatone. Joey even looks like he is my son. I could jive, cha cha cha, and waltz. I would look darling in the outfits. Well, maybe if they came in Queen size. I could lose weight fast. I would wear those high heels and spin and jump again.

Dance shows make me smile. Now "So you think you can Dance" is coming back on Fox again this month. I could try out, I suppose, if old ladies were invited to do so. You would see me break dance, jazz and free dancing to my hearts content. I could wear sweat pants and a backward baseball hat and high top sneakers.

Would my sons even acknowelge that I was there. I don't think so. They prefer I dream about it. Or maybe they would be the only ones in the country that could say THAT I was on a dance show!

I still love dancing and even dance at the computer, while I am writing. I listen to 60's music still and sing at the top of my lungs. No one can hear me at this end of the house. I am one happy gal me and my tap shoes!