Today was an ambitious birthday. So I’ve made some plans for us…
1. Take more naps. “I’d love a good nap. That’s the only thing getting me out of bed in the morning.” –George Costanza
2. Wear any and all clothes that still have tags on them.
3. Take piano lessons. The fingers are a little rusty after 12 years.
4. Reusable bags. Better than plastic. And fashionable to boot.
5. Try coffee. It might be an acquired taste. I didn’t touch salad until I was 18, so yes, Starbucks, there’s hope for yet another addict.
6. Read for pleasure: NO lesson plans, vocabulary quizzes, or essay questions. The first book of my 24th year will be Starting from Scratch: Memoirs of a Wandering Cook by the only professor who told me I wrote something worthy of being published or presented at a conference.
7. Organize my iPhoto folders.
8. Vote in my first presidential election. Where was I in 2004?
9. Go on a cruise. Addendum: On said cruise, meet exceedingly charming young man who fills my stomach with butterflies and my heart with summer lovin’. And whose name and face I forget immediately upon disembarkation.
10. Ride my bike. Inevitable result = save money. (Don’t spend money on shoes.)
11. Wear black cocktail dress to a musical. Phantom of the Opera will be in Tulsa this summer. Too cliché?
12. Memorize a book of the Bible. Or a chapter. Or just some more verses.
13. Win a raffle. It’s about time those kids let me cash in.
14. Boycott something. Suggestions? (Not meat.) (Or indoor plumbing.)
15. Send packages. I now know the fulfillment found in the glorious red, white, and blue USPS Priority Mail box. It even smells like America. Must share it.
16. Discover a rare ability that only manifests itself in one’s 24th year of life. Whistling! Please let it be whistling!
17. Drink more green tea.
18. Meet a dashing Frenchman who has somehow landed himself in Oklahoma…and who needs to learn English…and helps me with my French pronunciations of words like les fleurs and une soirée…and who can successfully wear a scarf in all weather.
19. Make my bed in the morning. Again, it’s about time.
20. Give it all away. But not like this.
21. Learn to change my own oil. Without actually changing it, as to not offend my father who must still feel needed in my big independent life.
22. Watch as much college football as possible to make up for its two-year absence in my life. Cross fingers for tickets to OU-Texas game.
23. Teach. I belong in the classroom; however the coming years of grad school make me a student by force. Must find a way to teach something.
24. Show. Don’t tell. It’ll mean a lot more.
Well, I suppose we should get on with it. The most logical place to start seems to be #1. And only 364 more days to get around to the others.