Ah, my friend Kathryn has gone and written me another book, Live for This. If you’re looking for a book about strong woman facing life’s troubles and coming out on top, this is the book for you! An aside, Facebook thinks Kathryn and I are twins and we’ve decided to let them 🙂
I don’t like bucket lists because they remind me that I won’t always be here. On the other hand, I do get a perverse sense of pleasure from crossing things off a to-do list, so it could go either way. If I had to make a bucket list that had absolutely no grounds in reality or feasibility, here’s what it would be:
- See penguins in the wild (preferably in New Zealand). They’re my absolute favorite animal. I wouldn’t mind spending a week (ok, a day) hanging out with them.
- Sing back up for Jimmy Buffet (I’d be ok if my mike weren’t actually on—it might be better that way)
- Make the New York Times Bestsellers list
- Own and live in an ocean-view beach house (probably dependent upon #3 to make this happen). I’m pretty sure it would be in Cape May, NJ, which is my favorite place. Nothing fancy, just with a great view where I can write, drink coffee, and watch dolphins every day.
- See my grandchildren. My kids are only 12 and 8, so this won’t happen for a while. This’d BETTER NOT happen for a while, do you hear me Sophia Dorothy?
- Go on Survivor or Fear Factor and have to eat bugs. Actually, I need to never eat bugs period.
- Have another baby. This is selfish, I know, but now that I’m 40, I don’t think I could go through it all again. I love my kids and the life we have, and if we had to start over, I don’t know that I have it in me to give a new little person what he or she would need.
- Get shipwrecked and have to resort to cannibalism to survive. I don’t think that needs more explanation.
- Have a pet tarantula.
- Have my cell phone battery totally die. Truth be told, if my battery is below 40%, I start to get a little angina. I have some lovely friends who send me screen shots when their phone batteries are low, just to stress me out.