My life list.
- Own a home.
- Plant (and not kill) a vegetable garden.
- …and cook with my children from it.
- Stand on another continent.
- Learn to write with my left hand.
- Write my book proposal.
- Buy the wedding dress I always dreamed of having.
- Drive west until I run out of gas.
- Speak to a really, really large group of people. Really.
- Play a song on the guitar.
- Speak to my mother.
- Foster/adopt a child.
- Own a brand new car.
- Knit a blanket.
- See anyone's Maryanne walkin' away.
- Build a coffee table.
- Camp in every state.
- Learn photoshop.
- Figure out my camera.
- Be Disgrasian of the Weak. (I think this counts) -done
- Get a college degree.
- Take swing dance lessons.
- Be published in a major newspaper/magazine.
- Meet the President of the United States.
- Own my own business. Like, ‘on paper’ own it.
- Bake a great cake.
- Be one of Karen's 1000 faces.
- Sail through Venice.
- Change a child’s life for the better.
- Cover an entire wall in words.
- Sew a (decent) dress.
- Walk a Scottish golf course.
- Do a cartwheel.
- Build a Japanese garden with my son.
- Try Bikram Yoga.
- Attend a birth.
- Get matching dye pumps from Payless for a formal gown. (see, #7)
- Have a conversation with The Tick. - done
- Build a coffee table.
- Restore a car with my kids
- Make a great pie crust. Hell, make a pie crust, period.
- Do a cartwheel
- Be in a drag show
- Learn to fly fish
- Fly fish in New England and Montana
- Walk across the Brooklyn Bridge
- Drive across the Golden Gate Bridge -done
- Get pooped on by a shitton of bats.













