- The List::
- Get a passport, and at least 1 stamp in it.
- Buy a house.
- Have a decadent, weekend fling in the Chicago LakeShore W hotel. Preferably with my future husband.
- Volunteer at least 8 hours/month for 6 months working with teenage AA girls.
- Take a cruise.
- Kick a$$ and take names in Madden 200X.
- Wear really tight black leather pants while kicking a$$ & taking names in Madden 200X. And look really good in them.
- Own a pistol. Legally.
And know how to use it.<<I took a class in Firearm Safety & Instruction at my local police department. Very cool - and I CAN shoot, oh yeah. Now to buy that .38 I've got my eye on. - Write the book that's rolling around in my skull like a marble.
- Visit the Motherland (no, I'm not German - I'm talking about Africa).
- Learn to scuba dive.
- Lose 100+ lbs.
- Make love naked in the ocean.
- Walk the Peach'. Yeah, I said it. WALK the Peachtree Road Race (hey, I'm being realistic - I know I can't run it within the next 2 years, so...).
- Celebrate Carnival, preferably in a country where Carnival is a BIG DEAL.
- Dance in the moonlight, in a ballgown, with my hair in a
- chignõn.
Graduate from college.<< Got my undergrad, on to my Master's- Get married.
- Ride a horse.
- Learn how to play golf/tennis/both.
I feel good that I'm making some progress. Now there are some that are dependent on others (have to lose the 100+ lbs to get on the horse, and I can get the passport stamp, the Carnivale celebrations, dancing in a ballgown and making love in the ocean, all in one stop). But I'm happy with my progress.
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