My Bucket List

Last year I thought it would be a good idea to start my own bucket list.

I haven't touched it in a good 5 or 6 months, and think it might be smart to document it via blog. Plus, when I'm 80 you all can remind me of it. ;)

My Bucket List

• Go to France
• Go to England
• Watch Julie & Julia
• Make someone else's dream come true (? Like... give somone $1 million?)
• Sponsor a Compassion Child
• Donate money to several charities frequently
• Watch the stars at night
• Complete high school with a 4.0 overall GPA
• Become a wedding planner (This one might need to be taken off. Not so sure I want to do that anymore.)
• Plan a friend or family member's wedding (Same as above.)
• Read the entire Bible
• Collect my favorite movies
• Stay in touch with high school friends after high school
• Donate hair to Locks of Love
• Learn French and Korean
• Go to NYC
• Visit Eiffel Tower
• Big Ben
• Visit Australia and New Zealand
• Try exotic, new foods
• Do a random act of kindness everyday (Wish I could say I've done this one)
• Perfect my handwriting (This one's actually coming along nicely.)
• Be in at least 10 weddings in my lifetime (No... not 10 weddings of my own. ;)
• Go to Hawaii
• Meet Alton Brown, John Mayer, etc.
• Go on a TOMS shoe drop
• Swim with dolphins

Quite a lengthy list, huh? Well, I think it can all be done.

Wish me luck!

What's on your Bucket List?

Changes: You Were Warned!

You know how when companies are losing interest,

they change everything? They give themselves

a makeover.

I'm not a company, I've only been blogging for a while, and may have only 4 followers,

but I am changing things up.

I am going to blog more. And not just about stories.

Things I like.

Things I don't like.

Ideas.

Inspiration.

Maybe even something you think is boring.

You're going to get annoyed at how I highlight certain words.

But changes are coming.

You were warned.

Wanted: Opinions!

I'm thinking about redoing my room. I really like it, but I think I might also like a change. Here are some pictures that give you an idea of what my bedroom already looks like:

White curtains, black rods, and light, yet bright blue walls

White/Tan carpet

I love this picture of a gondola. I really like black and white pictures, although I think it might be cool to have a collage of different black and white pictures as a focal point.

Maybe like this:

My favorite colors are gray, white, and blue. Although I'm wondering if a brightly colored room, like yellow, would be nice.

If you have any ideas, please let me know!

After all... I wrote this blog just for people's opinions. ;)

Collage photo found here.

Average Friday the 13th Trip to the Doc

My dad broke the tip of his finger at work today. Expecting a normal, Friday-the-13th trip to the emergency room, I was pretty surprised at how it turned out. So much so I had to share it.

There aren't seperate examination rooms at Borgess for emergencies. There's curtains dividing each area, which I believe would be in violation of Patient Right #2: You have a right to security and privacy. Lady, I didn't really want to know you've been experiencing dark, tar-ry stools, guy, I didn't need to know they might have to numb your nose and stick a scope down it to see what's going on in your guts. Oh, and guy that had a seizure across the hall today? You're on Flomax? Good to know.

They had to take my dad's fingernail off. Which is understandable, considering it was already about half off. Sick. Anyway, they did it right there in his little designated, curtain-enclosed area, and let my mom and I stay and watch. Well... my mom watched and took pictures, and I just looked down at my phone. I wanted to be in there, but I didn't want to watch them take a fingernail off. Mid-process, I glance up and see the fingernail coming off. I accidentally let a, "Uhhh!" out. Doctor's reply: "Please leave."

That's embarrasing. I was so humiliated I didn't even want to stay outside the curtain. I went to the gift shop.

Borgess may promise you'll see an emergency room doctor in 30 minutes or less, but they won't let you leave unless you've been there at least 4 hours. And we were there over 5.

Here are some pictures that highlight some points of our trip to Borgess to get my dad's fingernail taken off:

Helicopter bringing someone in

That's professional.

The finished product. :)

Wordless Wednesday

Seventh Grade

In the seventh grade, I was obsessed with the Jonas Brothers. Nick, with his head of curly dark brown hair, Joe with his heart-melting eyes, and Kevin with his mad guitar playing skills. Me and Nick were a match made in heaven, I just knew it. If he only knew I existed.

The four or so months I lived and breathed Jonas were kind of a rough time. Being infatuated with 3 guys that don't know you're alive can be tough. You are constantly trying to think up new ways you could meet them (i.e. entering contests, becoming famous, or getting front row tickets to a show and crying your eyes out so they notice you). I may or may not recall shedding a few tears at watching another girl meet them on Ellen.

To quote my father, he's "done raising kids", so it's a little hard for me to get certain things. Such as... concert tickets. Not to mention one of their shows in New York sold out in 7 minutes flat. But boy, oh, boy, I just had to go to a concert. You can't be considered a TRUE fan until you've seen them live, right? Right. Long story short, I never went to a concert. And after my best friend, Sierra, a Jonas-fanatic moved, it was a little tough to continue with my obsession dedication alone. Nobody understood.

My parents told me in the midst of my love affair that it would not last. I'd move on. It was only a phase. But, of course, they were wrong. I was in love with Nick Jonas. We were meant to be. There was no way I would 'get over' the Jonas Brothers.

I got over the Jonas Brothers. I still listen to their songs occasionally and think they're great musicians. But I've moved on. After experiencing what would have been considered an 'addiction', I realize it wasn't healthy, and I would put too much on the line for people I hadn't ever met. (Don't get me wrong though... I'd still love to go to a concert. I didn't completely forget about them.)

Who are your Jonas Brothers?

Bigger and better things.

I went to see Toy Story 3 with my sister and brother-in-law while I was in Nashville a few weeks ago. I had never been to this particular theater before, and was pretty surprised when I found out they had 27 different theaters. 27. Need I remind you, our only theater in Three Rivers has 6? I didn't think so.

The day I leave Tennessee every year is extremely depressing! It's no wonder, when you consider I just spent 3 weeks in one of the biggest towns of America, and have to come back to our puny, population of 7,000 town in southwest Michigan.

One thing that bothers me the most is when I hear about someone who has lived in a small town their entire life, and have never left a 100-mile radius.

There are bigger and better things out there.

Bigger and better things.

Nashville, Tennessee

Three Rivers, Michigan

Nashville picture: www.improveverywhere.ning.com

Three Rivers picture: www.city-data.com