I am still enjoying my lazy, carefree days before I return to the real world with the problems and drama that are just piling up outside the door. Well, more drama (NOT mine) than problems, but they can wait. Today, I was supposed to be domestic but I am not feeling that today…today, it is warm and sunny; I have music playing and Chef is making me laugh and I have a Friday night date with Girlfriend that is already putting smiles on my face. Today, I am still on vacation from life.
The other day I did a blog post about my favorite things….the day before, UTA did a post listing a few things on her bucket list, and she suggested I do my own bucket list. I said I would but I view bucket lists as a checklist of goals…what I have are wishes that I may (or may not) be able to make come true before I leave this earth. So I am going to put down my wish list…hopefully I can come up with five (UTA had 6 (!!) and it was only a partial list!) things that won’t sound too weird or far-fetched and have me looking for a fairy godmother to plead my case to.
A Wedding: I know, I know…I am the chick with the emotional damage, the validation issues, the baggage and a deep rooted fear of commitment and/or abandonment. But no one said anything about marriage…my views on that are so far out there, I may be the only one who gets it. I want a wedding. I want to be a bride…wear the white dress, be made over so wonderfully I do not even recognize myself…receive gifts, have my picture taken constantly, dance, eat scrumptious, overly priced catered food and have attention lavished on me for the entire day. To have a man look me in my eyes and tell me I am his one and only forever and ever…we will worry about the whole marriage thing 24 hours later. For that one day, I want to be a bride…a beautiful bride with hopes and dreams and expectations….and really, aren’t women only a bride for that one day? The next day, you become a wife and being a wife isn’t in my plan at all (some may argue I was a wife to the last two boyfriends, but that is a post for another day) unless we can maintain separate residences. I realize I am asking for a contradiction, a conundrum and pretty much am not making sense…but it makes sense to me and those who know me.
Travel: There is so much more to this world than Washington, DC…and I have not even seen all of that yet, and I live here. I have always wanted to know what it would be like to live in different places, and I want to travel. I want to be the chick running through the airport rushing to make a connection, using up frequent flier miles. I want to go to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower and the Mona Lisa; I want to go to Italy to see the Sistine Chapel, the Vatican and the Leaning Tower of Pisa. I want to go to India to see the Taj Mahal (it is in India, right?). I want to go to Fiji, return to Cozumel and St. Thomas…I want to go to Jamaica. I forget why I want to go to London other than they actually speak English over there, and how could I forget the trip to Indonesia with UTA we are so planning as soon as we get stable jobs that actually pay a salary. And I want to see all 50 states here in the US…a bus or train trip would be ideal so I could actually SEE America versus flying over it….yeah, I want to be the chick with all the cheesy pics standing next to random signs, totem poles and incredibly huge tumbleweeds.
Live in a Trailer Park: Yes, I said it….a trailer park. I want to experience dysfunctional Americana and have strange neighbors such as Miss Delores who walks around in a pink quilted robe and pink foam curlers in her hair. She would have crimson lipstick, chipped nail polish, a cigarette with ash an inch long hanging from her lips and dirty white bunny slippers..complete with ears. There would be bachelor brothers who are alcoholic bikers with bald heads and Harleys who work on broken down, rusted out cars all day, and the single mom with 3 kids who are always snotty nosed and dirty cheeked.
See a Parade: I have never seen a parade up close and personal…I am thinking I want a small town parade with the high school marching band, cheerleaders and Uncle Sam on stilts. I can wave a flag in one hand showing my patriotism while eating the ice cream cone I am holding in the other hand. There would be a bake sale and lemonade and anything else that is part of a small town celebration. I would even wear my jeans.
Publish a Book: I want to be a published author…it would be awesome if the book actually sold and garnered me some income and a little recognition…but not necessary. To see my name on the dust jacket of a published book/novel would be the ultimate high for me.
And there you have it…the Top 5 on my wish list…probably the only 5 on my wish list, but hey…time will tell. And now that I look it over…all except #1 are very much within my control and quite doable….all I need is patience, faith and money. What about you, readers? Feel free to share anything on your wish list/bucket list…I would love to know. Now, I have to go before all this damned drama I have been ignoring since Friday evening breaks down the damned door…obviously, this vacation is over and I will be back sooner than later to share what is going on with you.
Enjoy your day!