Even crazy dreams come true

Remember the blog project I did last year with three other women? Well, Froggie decided to resurrect it with me and we each got to invite another friend to join us. She invited a mutual friend (someone I met through her) and I invited a friend whose blog I really enjoy reading. So now it's Froggie, Mom of Many, Moma Rock and Merrylandgirl. Hope you enjoy the topics that we'll be exploring!

This week, Froggie picked the topic: What would you do if you knew you wouldn't fail?

Before reading ahead, first see what everyone else had to say on this topic:
Froggie
Mom of Many
Moma Rock

When I first saw this topic, I thought of the song "Crazy Dreams" by Carrie Underwood, which was featured in one of the first episodes of "Smash." It's on Carrie's second album and I've always liked it. It's a fun and whimsical song.

I'm one of those crazy dreamers who would probably take a dream as far as it could possibly go if I knew failure weren't even a possibility. There was a point in time when I wanted to be on "American Idol." However, it would have had to be the group that Adam Lambert was in. Since then, I lost interest in the show. These days, I'd rather be on a show like "The Glee Project" and have the chance to appear on "Glee." I'd want Ryan Murphy to write me a part that would take the show to a whole new level. Since I wouldn't fail, I'd totally rock that part! Even so, my interest in "Glee" has been wavering and I'd much rather have a lead role on "Smash" these days. I'd also love any role that involved being in the same room as the cast of "How I Met Your Mother." So yes...I'd go the TV star route and I'd even go as far as earning an Emmy for whatever role I played because....I wouldn't fail!

Then there's the ultimate experience...winning big on a game show. I could rake it in on "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?" (Is that show still around?) I wouldn't fail, so I'd reach the million dollar point. Along those lines, I'd spend lots of time in Vegas making big bets. Since I wouldn't fail, I could pay for my kids' futures and some nice vacations.

I'd do things I normally wouldn't for fear of failure. I'd finally drive the van, learn how to dive into a pool and write a novel. The failures I've feared with each are different in nature and magnitude, but still enough to keep me from doing those things.

I'd cook a gourmet meal for a big group, just because I could actually do it without sending anyone running for the hills. (I am a decent cook when I want to be, but nothing like my husband.)

Finally, I'd go to grad school, get a degree that would enable me to actually use my bachelors degree in psychology and start a counseling practice. Knowing I'd be incapable of failing would totally be the push I needed to do this!