Sometimes I really wish I had a time machine. If I had one, I would crank that dial back to a whole different time in my life. Like the one where I had toned thighs and could remember what I was planning on getting out of the refrigerator when I opened its door. Yeah, one of those times. I realize that some folks would pick a time with dinosaurs or some major historical event, but I’d be real happy just to see a glimpse of myself before I started falling apart with such abandon.