Ok, I officially lag at posting a daily bucket list item for the next 100 days until my birthday. So, I’m going to throw like five at you right now – which will still leave me behind the eight ball. Story of my life.
Ride the Subway*
What you don’t understand is that I have lived in Southern California my entire life and the only time I’ve ever seen a subway was in a movie. Yes, riding the subway is on my bucket list and I’ll have you know that this item was completed late last year while visiting Boston. The husband and I are, let’s say, reluctant to experiencing new things. Creatures of habit. Fear of the unknown. Riding “The T” in a completely foreign city is something we probably wouldn’t do. However, a friend – who had once lived in Boston – convinced us that it was totally easy. So we acted as Romans and rode the subway like we were locals – minus the transit map, of course.
Be married for 50 years
I know of very few couples who have been married for fifty years. Certainly not my Grandparents – with the exception of my step-mom’s parents but I don’t think they are are 50 yet. Maybe they are. I should ask. Anyway, the huz and I celebrated our 10-year this past summer. Ten years has really flown by. Together we have bought two homes, got a dog, had a child, experienced sickness and health, and so on. I’m not going to lie because there have been some tough times. But, I married the man for several reasons and the one I’ll share with you is that he is a good man. To the core, solid inside and out. Honest, full of integrity, smart as a whip, loyal. He’s been with me and supported me through the worst parts of my life. I often get caught up in the day-to-day gripes about him working too late or that his stuffy nose is irritating me and I forget what he’s done for me. During my cancer treatment, the man stepped up big time. His job is extremely demanding but every other week he took two days off to go to chemo with me and he would set his alarm clock during the middle of the night to wake me so I could take my anti-nausea medication. I’m not so worried that “we” won’t make it to 50 years but that “I” won’t make it to fifty years. I guess only time will tell.
Ride a Horse
I’ve never ridden a horse. Can’t blame Southern California on that one. As a child, I had the opportunity to feed a horse an apple and I remember being told to keep my hand flat so the horse wouldn’t bite me fingers. Terrified ever since. About a year ago, my girl and I started visiting a local stable just to check out the horses kept there. We sometimes watch the riders brush them and take them for a ride. My little one so totally wants one and I think I do too! The huz is not on board with that though – so a ride will suffice for now.
Learn more about Buddhism
Something about Buddhism intrigues me or maybe the Elizabeth Gilbert (“Eat, Pray, Love”) experience intrigues me. Either way, it’s certainly worth investigating.
Make a baby book for my daughter
Worst Mom Ever award goes to me for not crafting a baby book for my one and only child. I’m so weird about it being “perfect” that I actually started writing in two separate books but tossed them because my writing was sloppy or I misspelled a word. I could always do a digital one with tons of photos and captions but I just haven’t sat down to do it. I’m always thinking that I can get to it later but I know I should do it now. I’m feeling guilty about it even sitting here typing this. Deep breath. I’ll start a book on Shutterfly tomorrow.
Have I triggered anything in you? Do any of these things appeal to you? Or am I just some weirdo with the most random bucket list items? Don’t answer that.