At Thanksgiving, the young grown ups took a place in the hot seat and answered questions from the old grown ups. I don’t love this. I’m an introvert who can’t stand being put on the spot. Also, they were making us wait for dessert, which is ridiculous on so many levels. So, my sister Becca and I went together in solidarity. They asked us what we thought was the best quality of the other.
Easy… my sister lives life large, carpe diem and all of that. When she turned 40 several years ago, not that long but definitely longer than me, she started to tackle her bucket list. The list got long and she believes the time is always now so it turned into a Monthly Activities list. The only requirements were that the activity not be a bank buster or sorta deadly. She invited whatever friends were adventurous enough to join her.
Here are some of the activities she’s done:
- flew on a trapeze
- learned the great Canadian ice sport of curling
- made wine by mushing grapes with her feet (this gives me sensory heeby jeebies just thinking about it)
- walked on fire – her favorite
- sky diving
- not sure if the Tough Mudder counts as a monthly activity but she kicked it
- flew a glider
- sled dog racing (you know, “mush, mush.”)
- took belly dancing lessons
- ate chicken feet brought back by our brother from his recent travels to China (I’m gagging thinking about this because I was there and they looked like witches’ fingers complete with toe nails)
Life is short. I think we all know that, but Becca takes that seriously, or not seriously as may be the case. I love her sense of adventure. I love her courage and ability to take fear in stride. The unintended bonus about these experiences is that her children are watching. They are really two of the coolest kids I know. And yes, they tried the chicken feet too.
I’d love to hear what’s on your bucket list. Any suggestions for Becca? Tomorrow I’d like to introduce you to fellow blogger Shawn Smucker who just wrote a book about his crazy adventures.
P.S. Old people at Thanksgiving dinner – I wonder if you figured out which cousin pulled one over on you? Too bad you’ll never know.