ALRIGHTY … THIS IS THE THIRD and final peek into my life. Oh, I’m sure I’ll have more to say—later. Three connected blogs in a row is more than enough … don’t you think (sniggle)? So, here we go again, taking up where we left off:
(X) Had a pet
A pet? A single pet? You must be kidding. Seriously. Growing up, our home was littered with pets over the years. Pigeons, ducks, geese, chickens (yes, they were pets!), partridges, a pony, dogs, turtles, gerbils and rats … oh, yes … and goldfish, then more exotic fish like angelfish neon tetra and mollies (more keep coming to mind). Then, when I grew up … dogs have always in my life. Always. And then there were chickens again … and again—and I’ll get them again when I stop traveling—and a cat … and a rabbit.
( ) Been skinny-dipping
Nope … never. I wouldn’t wish that on my enemy … (sniggle)
(X) Been fishing
(X) Been boating
(X) Been downhill skiing
… and survived (my guardian angel was working overtime, even back then). I really got into skiing when our family moved to the Midwest—as a teen. I still have my monster wide Head skis languishing out in the garage somewhere.
(X) Been water skiing
Um … does it count if you never get up on two legs—always and forever using your bum as a third ski? Another thing my dad thought we’d love to try out. My brothers did just fine. I guess, even with my constant wrestling with them, that didn’t give me the arm and leg strength and agility required to stand up on skinny boards whilst moving across choppy water and arms being yanked out of their sockets …
(X) Been camping in a trailer/RV
(X) Been camping in a tent
(X) Driven a motorcycle
Hmm. Not a big honkin’ motorcycle, but a Honda 90. A trail bike really. Still counts, right? Had lots of fun when we had it with us on camping trips. There are a few memorable times … sigh. Never good memories, really. Once, when I was just learning how to ride it, I stopped on the side of a berm. Dumb, right? Well, I was able to stay upright, just barely. But the bike came to rest on my leg. My bare leg. And left a bad blistered burn. I learned my lesson—I thought. The next memory was me sliding on ice plant that someone had thrown into the road. I laid it down without any injury (yay), but remember it to this day. It plays like a slow-motion event in my mind. Then, finally, there’s the time we were motocrossing in the vacant lot between us and our neighbor’s yard. My little brother had a habit of digging holes—big, deep holes—and I was very careful to avoid them … until I came upon one that wasn’t so visible. The front wheel went deep into the pit and since I wasn’t going that fast, I fell off to the other side of the bike to avoid the hot spot—didn’t want to get another nasty burn! But my bare leg found yet another bit of hot engine. Dang it. Another lovely blister to nurse during the summer.
( ) Been bungee-jumping (never in a million-zillion years!)
(X) Gone to a drive-in movie
Lovely experiences. My poor parents. Rowdy kids in a station wagon. We were all over the place, but once the movie started, we settled down and loved it.
(X) Done something that could have killed you
Hmm. I’m a daredevil … well, I was as a kid. Invincible. I was a mountain goat and climbed in places that I shouldn’t, fell from playhouse roofs, jumped off a diving board to the side of the pool … and missed—landed in the deep end of the pool (couldn’t swim at the time); jumped off of the hood of a moving car …
(X) Done something that you will regret for the rest of your life
Um … see last item above. That jump. I was a senior in high school, I think. Pure stupidity, really. The car was moving faster than a person can walk forward … and I was sitting on the hood of the car, facing the windshield. My parents were not home. My younger brother and his friend were going to a fair and I wanted to come along. They said no, so I sat on the hood. My brother’s friend was driving. He started to drive away with me on the hood. My brother told him to stop and when I figured he was going slow enough, I jumped off. Like I said, stupid. I landed on my feet wrong, continued to move backwards, fell on my bum, then slammed my head on the road. Temporarily paralyzed. The scariest moment in my life. When I could finally move, they took me to the ER and I was pronounced okay, but it was the probably the beginning of a long road of deteriorating discs that turned into severe arthritis in my cervical spine (in my 30’s my then new-to the profession doctor nearly freaked out when he saw my x-rays … said I had the spine of an 80 year old). All because of this one stupid act … and most likely the major reason I went under the knife last week. Sigh.
(X) Rode an elephant
( ) Rode a camel (well, my daughter did … I don’t think I did)
(X) Eaten just cookies or cake or ice cream for dinner
( ) Been on TV (for a milli second!)
( ) Stolen any traffic signs
(X) Been in a car accident
(X) Been in the Hospital in past 24 months
Well, that was blank until last week. Oh, well.
(X) Donated blood
( ) Gotten a (speeding) or any other type of ticket in the past 12 months
(X) Gotten a piercing (One earring hole in each ear. That’s all. But had to re-do them because I heal so well LOL.)
( ) Gotten a Tattoo
(X) Driven a manual transmission vehicle
Is this really a “bucket list” item??? I grew up with a stick shift. I actually recommend it to any new driver. You never know if you’ll get “stuck” with driving one some day—and it’s fun!
( ) Ever owned your dream car
(X) Been Married
( ) Been divorced
(X) Fell in love
(X) Fell out of love
(X) Paid for a strangers meal
(X) Driven over 100mph
Teehee. Well, thank goodness for the Autobahn. When I was in Germany, with two passengers, I just had to give it a go. Got up to 120mph, then slowed down. Just had to do it. The only time I’ve gotten near that speed in the States was at the Thunderhill Raceway with my Miata. I was 55 years old and wanted to see if I could still enjoy precision driving. So, I went to a Miata school where we were on the race track for the entire weekend. The straightaways were not long enough (nor my gear box set up well enough) for me to comfortably get over about 94mph. By the time the weekend was over, I was exhausted and knew that track racing was definitely not my thing, but that I could easily get back into autocrossing which I had done with my husband for so many years. I did get back into it for a short while. It was so much fun.
( ) Been scuba diving
( ) Been snorkeling
(X) Written a published book/story/poetry
Ah, well … yes. I’m still working on this. Three books down, with more coming. This surgery sure has thrown a wrench into things, but I’m weaning myself off the Percocet, so the brain fog is lifting slowly, thankfully! And my next venture (after I complete this series)? I want to dig out all of the audio tapes I have from all of my storytelling in schools to create an anthology or two of these stories. That will be fun!
(X) Eaten snails – Um, yes. Cooked, of course. Escargot. A couple of times, actually—each time differently prepared, to be sure I had an accurate assessment. A couple of friends, Kitty and Chuck, used to harvest them from their garden and put them through the purging process before preparing them … so my hubby and I gave them a try at one of their dinners—our first attempt. The next time, we thought we’d try some at a restaurant for comparison. I love garlic but have decided that I don’t need garlic-flavoured bits of chewy stuff in my diet. There are much better ways to use garlic (like on calamari … mmmm).
So, that my friends is the end of that little experiment. Now you have a little insight into my inner workings. Of what helped form the person I’ve become. But, it’s a mere drop in the bucket at what makes me tick … which is fine.
If you want to get to know me better, read my stories, follow my blog (if you’re new, read the archived blogs), follow my Facebook Page, check out my Amazon Author Page … and if local enough, come to the events I hold and/or attend. I’d love to get to know you, too!
Speaking of things happening, despite my recent surgery, I will be at the Open Ground Studio’s event—a celebration of three years running—happening Friday, 27 May from 5:30-8:00pm. 1230 Fremont Boulevard, Seaside CA. Exceptional art and their artist creators, food and drinks … with plenty of socialising. I will have my books available upon request.