About a month or two ago, I took down my most recent bucket list (...it was on the wall...) and tore it into pieces. Why? Because I thought that it was dumb to focus on a "bucket list" of petty things that I'd love to do instead of living.
...Hello, Caitlin? Doing things off of your bucket list is living. Duh. It's just a more specific type of living.
The strikethroughs are things I've completed.
Move out of my parents house
Snowboard in Colorado
Read all of C.S. Lewis's books
Jump on a moving train, like the hobos during the Depression (sorry Jenn this one is sort of stolen from you. Shall we do it together?)
Swim under a natural waterfall
Go with a friend to the theater in formal-wear
Bring someone to Christ
Publish a novel/short story/article
Climb a mountain
Fly a kite on the beach
Make a "road trip scrapbook" (like in Elizabethtown)
Learn swing dance
Ride in a hot air balloon
Go on a road trip alone
Sail in a sailboat
Take surfing lessons
Start a whipped cream/shaving cream fight
Adopt a child (I don't know what God has planned for my life, but this is something I'd love to do someday...if I get married...)
Learn the constellations
GO TO EUROPE!
Ride in a glass-bottomed boat
Take a photography class
Learn graffitti from a street artist
See the Northern Lights
Hit someone in the face with hard-serve ice cream
Punch a guy. In the face. Hard.
Invent something - no matter how big or how small.
Learn how to braid my own hair
Acquire a pair of RED shoes
Compose and record one of my own songs
Open a coffee shop
Create/design my own library
Hopefully, there will be more to come...and whole lot more strikethroughs!
(I do apologize for all that unnecessary to-do at the beginning. You really just wanted to see the list, didn't you?)