some people say, some people do

dear blog,

i guess i should start a bucket list. i'm 41 and don't have one. not that i'm gonna die or anything but i'm thinking it's time. a friend on facebook, a year younger than i am, is getting her motorcycle license. hubby bought her bike and a pink leather jacket. ugh! i guess that's why i'm writing this now.

if i had believed in a bucket list, getting my motorcycle license would have been high on the list. as well as my trucker's license and visiting london, paris, russia, getting tattoos, sexing up rick springfield and maynard james keenan, and seeing alcatraz. but i didn't (don't?) believe in bucket lists. i also don't believe in life/fate just happening and being part of some plan that i have no say in planning. it'll just happen one day, right? when the time is right...

so which is it - my fate will tell me when i get my motorcycle license or i put it on my list of things to do...sooner than later.

ahhh...that's it, isn't it? the old motorcycle license is floating around in the back of my head, like a cow in a tornado but i don't do anything about it. nope, i wait til an old high school friend, in her pink leather jacket and hubby gifted bike, talks about getting her license on facebook....then...then...i need to anchor my cow.

at the end of the day though - bucket list or not - some people say and some people do. question is - do i say (i want my motorcycle license) or do i do (i've got my motorcycle license). and when is too late to add something to this imaginary bucket list?

hmmm...maynard...? hehe