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Bucket List Items – Boston, Horses, Baby Books, Marriage and Buddhism
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Bucket List Items | Boston, Horses, Baby Books, Marriage and Buddhism

November 10, 2011

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.

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Debbie Arstein November 11, 2011 at 4:53 am

Love it, well done. I have my own subway story to share with you. And, yes, they have been married for over 50 years, celebrated 53 years last June!


Denise November 11, 2011 at 8:28 am

About the baby book at least, friend of mine pointed out to me that 25 or 50 years form now, my son (and his children or grandchildren) will look at his baby book my messy handwriting or my scratched out words and remember who I really was. He will think about me scratching out a few minutes at night (he knows I work on it when he is in bed) to get it done. I did a few pages of his book on the computer and my friend “yelled” at me that Will does not want to look back at a perfect spell-checked version of his life but to see my handwriting, mistakes and all and remember me and us. When she said that I realized how true it as and one of the most cherished things I have are handwritten notes from my grandmother. Somehow I don’t think they’d be the same typed. I have stopped doing them typewritten but sometimes I can’t help myself and I white out the mistakes. FInd a book you like at the store and do it a few minutes at a time (I use waterproof and fade proof pens).


Mama Bub November 11, 2011 at 8:37 am

This is so funny, because I get SO MAD at my husband when he writes in the baby book because his writing is messy. And then, HE CROSSED THINGS OUT when they were wrong. ARRRRGGHH. The way I see it, is that we’ll fill it out, and if I get a wild hair I can always go back and make a digital one that’s perfect. This way, I’ll at least have all of the information I need.


Rory, Chocolate Hair / Vanilla Care November 15, 2011 at 2:58 pm

with regards to making a baby book, i have a suggestion. make a private blog (something really easy like on blogger) and then add photos and write everything you want. then use software like blurb to convert the blog to a book. if you blogged about her babyhood, even better because all the work is already done! :-)


Chrissy @ Fireflies and Hummingbirds November 16, 2011 at 10:21 am

I’m very interested in Buddhism as well. It’s an interesting topic. I look at it more, for myself, as a philosophy rather than a religion, but again, that’s just me. I have a close friend who claims it as his religion.

My parents have been married 47 and a half years. Boy, I hope they make it to 50! My mom’s health is suspect, but their marriage is strong. I guess it’d have to be, to stick together so long!


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