This was NOT on my Twenties Bucket List

I’m just going to come right out with it.

I found my first gray hair! Last Thursday, July 5th, 2012, around 5:30pm. I knew it was inevitable, would happen sooner rather than later…especially because in the last couple of months I’ve boasted not having had any yet (and did not always have wood to knock on), so I wasn’t really surprised. Was I happy about it? No. Did I pull that sucker out? You betcha! Have I found any since? No. Did I threaten the rest of my hair? Maybe. ūüėČ

Oh well, such is life.


#5: Bike Ride with Colton

So this next item was quite the adventure! No really…I didn’t think we’d actually end up doing it.

5. Bike Ride with Colton (07/01/12)

Here’s a bit of back story:

I own a road bike…that I use to train (when I train) for the MS150, and to ride the MS150. ¬†I have the pedals that require the shoes with clips, but I didn’t think this would be the best for a bike ride with Colton. ¬†Here’s why:

Colton learned to ride a bike a few years ago, on this little bitty bike with I think 16″ wheels. ¬†His dad bought him a new bike about a year and a half ago, but Colton wasn’t quite tall enough for it, so he continued to ride the little bike. ¬†Then he got bored and rode his scooter. ¬†So, he hasn’t ridden a bike in over a year. ¬†I’ve mentioned to him lately that I wanted us to start going for bike rides, that it would be a lot of fun to ride all over the neighborhood and go back in the wooded trails. ¬†He always came back saying he’d rather ride his scooter…and what it boiled down to was that he didn’t think he’d still know how to ride a bike and didn’t want to look stupid in front of his friends. ¬†I assured him that he would do fine, but if he wanted, we could drive somewhere with a parking lot and he could become re-acquainted with his bike. ¬†He wasn’t too keen on this idea.

So lately, I’ve been shopping around for a bike for me. ¬†Just a casual bike, not too expensive, and I didn’t need all the bells and whistles. ¬†Just a bike that I could ride around the neighborhood with Colt. ¬†Well, most of them were around $100 and I just couldn’t bring myself to buy one. ¬†So, I decided I would try out Mom & Dad’s ancient bikes. ¬†I think one’s a Schwinn and the other I couldn’t remember.

“Western Flyer”

They’ve been sitting in our garage for years…who knows when the last time they’d been ridden. ¬†Last Sunday, I told Dad my idea, and we pulled one of the bikes out to air up the tires. ¬†Dad has an air compressor, so it was a pretty quick process. ¬†In the middle of him airing up the tires, I got nervous thinking it might pop. ¬†But he assured me that couldn’t happen. ¬†So we finished my bike, and I pulled out Colt’s big bike that had yet to be ridden. ¬†Dad aired up the first tire, no problem. ¬†We moved on to the second, and POP! ¬†He popped the tire! ¬†“I thought that couldn’t happen!” I joked. ¬†He laughed and said “Well, I guess it can. ¬†I’m sorry Deb.” ¬†Eh, no problem, I’ll just make a trip up to Academy and get another tube. ¬†So, off I went…I bought two, just in case. ¬†ūüôā ¬†I got back and we began what ended up being a 45 minute process of taking out the old tube and putting in the new tube, which required unscrewing the wheel from the bike and unattaching the chain. ¬†Well, we couldn’t get the darn thing back together. ¬†I thought Dad was gonna pinch my fingers more than once. ¬†So, I told him I’d do it. ¬†lol ¬†And I did. ¬†It was stressful. ¬†So, we aired up the tire, without popping it, washed all the cobwebs off my ancient bike, and off we went!

“Pop helping Colt get his bike ready”

(Well, we had to first give Colt a quick lesson, which lasted maybe 5 minutes, to get him comfortable with riding a bike again.  No biggie.)

We got over to the next street before Colt’s chain came loose. So, I fixed it, and off we went! ¬†Then about 3 houses down, it came loose again. ¬†I knew the wheel was sliding in, allowing the chain to slip because it wasn’t pulled tight. ¬†A guy saw we were having trouble, came over with his wrench, and fixed it. ¬†And we were off! ¬†For real this time!

“Colt on the Road”

I had big plans to go pretty far, past his school which is over 2 miles from our house, and who knows where else. ¬†Well, Colt was not quite “steady”, shall we say. ¬†I spent the whole ride giving him pointers: ¬†“Stay to the right of the road.” “Be careful of the parked car, we’ll need to go around it, but still stay to the right of the road.” “Ok, let’s get on the sidewalk now, but stay to the right of the sidewalk.” “Keep your bike steady, quit moving all over the place.” “The sidewalk is kinda curvy, and with the trees we won’t always be able to see people coming towards us.” “Stay to the right!” “Watch out for that rider up ahead.” “Stay to the right!” “Stop!!” “Don’t look off to the side, because when you do you start to move that direction.” “Let’s focus on just looking ahead. ¬†Once you are more comfortable, we can start observing the scenery.” “Stay to the right!” “Stop!” “Be careful!” “Stop at the end of the sidewalk and we’ll walk our bikes across the street.” “I said Stop at the end of the sidewalk!” “Stay to the right!” “Be careful of the riders up ahead, just stay steady, and Stay to the right!”

And so it went, for 4 miles. ¬†And then we turned around. ¬†I was already a bit stressed out. ¬†I don’t know how many times he threw his bike down and fell in the grass because he couldn’t stop fast enough. ¬†Or how many times I had to say “Stay to the right!” ¬†But he was having a great time, and wanted to keep going. ¬†He wanted to go to his friend’s house, and ride up to Kroger (at the front of our neighborhood), and go on the wooded trails. ¬†But I kindly told him that we would have plenty of time to do that on bike rides to come. ¬†That for now, we were just getting used to riding our bikes, but we could go on many more bike rides. ¬†And he was ok with that. ¬†ūüôā ¬†Oh yeah, several times I told him “Stop freaking out. ¬†You have to keep your bike steady or you’ll end up all over the place.” ¬†After about the third or fourth time of saying “Stop freaking out”, he waited about 10 seconds, and as calm as ever said “Mom, not to be rude or anything, but I think You’re the one that’s freaking out.” ¬†I said “Yeah, that’s because you keep almost getting yourself killed!”

We had a great time, and will definitely be going on many more bike rides.

“Post Ride”

As for my bike, it was a bit rickety, and a couple of times I was worried I wouldn’t make it home. ¬†(After so many sudden stops, to keep from running into Colt who had suddenly stopped.)

“Ancient Bike”

 

We’ll see. ¬†I’ll try out the other bike, and if that one doesn’t work, then I’ll invest in a new one. ¬†I did have my eye on a few at Academy.The important thing is, we had a lot of fun…and this is something we can do as a family whenever we want. ¬†Of course, it will be even better in the Spring and Fall when it’s not 100+ degrees outside. ¬†Also, I’ve crossed off another item on my list. ¬†Yippee!!


#12: Eat a SnowCone

Yup, another item off my list!

12. Eat a SnowCone (06/23/12)

Lucky for us, there was a SnowCone stand at the Blueberry Farm. ¬†Yummy! I got a Strawberry, Dad got a half-Grape/half-Blueberry (as if he didn’t get enough blueberries already!) and Colt got a half-Watermelon/half-Strawberry. ¬†They hit the spot!

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#25: Berry Picking – Blueberries to be Exact

I did it! ¬†I crossed my very first item off of my list…and man did it feel amazing!

25. Go Berry Picking (06/23/12)

The best time of day to go is early…like 7am early. ¬†But Dad had to get his guys started for work at 9, so we didn’t make it out there until 10, and actually picking our first blueberries until 10:15. And man was it hot!!! ¬†Of course we picked the hottest weekend we’ve seen yet this year…with temps reaching 100+! ¬†Not cool. (pun intended) ¬†But we made a memory – Dad, Colt and me. ¬†Dad is used to the heat…working almost every day outside. ¬†But poor Colt is not. ¬†Such a weenie! ¬†I’m not going to pretend I was fine with the heat, but it’s June. ¬†And we’re outside. ¬†Picking berries. ¬†What do you expect? ūüôā

We followed the guy’s advice and went to the back of the orange field, taking a right at the windmill. ¬†A lot of it was picked over, but we found a few good spots. ¬†I brought my phone, so we turned it onto the Beatles Station on Pandora. ¬†It was great. ¬†Every few songs Dad would tell me when a song came out…where he was…if he liked it, or whatnot. ¬†I loved it. ¬†And I loved singing along with him. ¬†It might as well have been just Dad and me. ¬†Colt picked some, but he was slow and complainy…expressing his “exhaustion” every 30 minutes or so…and quite often toward the end. ¬†Dad and I tried to figure out where he got it from, cause I’m not usually a complainer. ¬†Mom is not a fan of the heat, so maybe he got that part from her. ¬†As for the complaining part, and not wanting to partake in our adventure, well we’ll just skip who I think he got that from.

About 11:45 Dad found the perfect bush (I guess you would call them blueberry bushes?).  There were tons of clusters of blueberries!

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We spent the rest of our time there…and would’ve stayed longer, but had to leave at 12:30 to get back for a birthday party. ¬†I’m not sure how many pounds we expected to pick…maybe 10-15?

Drum-roll Please……………………………………………………24.42 pounds!!!

Dang that’s a lot of blueberries!

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(You can’t see, but Dad has a Target bag attached to his beltloop with even more blueberries!)

So, at $2.00/lb and a thing of honey for $5.00, we spent 2 1/2 hours and about $53 on our adventure!  Not too shabby!

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My Twenties Bucket List

I’m 29. There, I said it. I may or may not have cried the week before (ok, I did cry). But I survived. It wasn’t that bad.

I started off my Twenties a recent college dropout, Newlywed of 8 days, and 4 1/2 months pregnant. Yeah, I wasn’t thrilled about receiving maternity clothes for my 20th birthday, but whatdoyoudo? I started off my final year of my Twenties a recent college graduate, Divorcee of 6 1/2 years, and Mother of an 8 1/2 year old. I would’ve been Thrilled to receive maternity clothes! But that’s a whole different story.

I guess you could say I have a restless spirit. I have a lot of thoughts and ideas and dreams, but not the time and/or money to bring them to life. Or so I thought. So many things just take a simple “Make it Happen” attitude. Write it down, plan it out, and do it! Which brings me to………….my Twenties Bucket List. (Yes, I’m well aware of the fact that I have less than a year left.)

You’ve heard the term “Bucket List” used to describe a compilation of things you want to do before you die. Well, I’m not dying, but my Twenties are. So why not create a Bucket List of things I want to do before I’m 30? Normally the list would be of things you’ve never done…but I want to change it up a bit. Here’s my “rules” per se:

  • Things I’ve never done before
  • Things I’ve said I would do, but haven’t
  • Things I’ve made plans to do, but “life” got in the way
  • Things that maybe I’ve done once or twice, but really want to do again
  • Things that are simple
  • Things that make me smile
  • Things that challenge me
  • Things that will make me grow
  • And anything else I want to put, because it is “My” list

So, I’m going to make a list. I may come back and add to it. I certainly don’t want to delete anything from it. The thing I love about lists is getting to check things off. I’m “putting it down on paper” to keep myself accountable, but also to keep a record of it…and share it with whomever wants to share it with me. The “plan” is to blog about each one as I check it off. (Funny thing, I’ve made a tentative list on my To Do List app on my phone, and one of the items is to blog at least once a month…so as long as I keep up with this, I shouldn’t have a problem with that one.)

I hope to keep up with this. I hope to cross every item off my list, and then some! I hope to enter my Thirties with a huge smile on my face, a list of awesome things I did/accomplished during my Twenties, and then maybe a new list…a Thirties Bucket List. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Deborah.

Here’s my tentative list:

(in no particular order)

  1. Skydive
  2. Painting with a Twist 09/22/12
  3. Read a Classic Novel
  4. Write a poem
  5. Bike ride with Colton 07/01/12
  6. Run a 5K
  7. Run a 10K
  8. Run a Half Marathon
  9. Go to NYC
  10. Go to Europe
  11. Get a Sister Tattoo
  12. Eat a Snowcone 06/23/12
  13. Go to The Slab 07/07/12
  14. Skip a rock across the water 07/07/12
  15. Nap in a hammock
  16. Kiss in the rain
  17. Finger paint
  18. Feed the homeless
  19. Take Mama to a movie
  20. Sew something 11/26/12
  21. Blog at least once a month
  22. Buy something really great on Black Friday 11/23/12
  23. Write a Children’s Book
  24. Visit Steph in Sherman
  25. Go Berry Picking 06/23/12
  26. Read the Bible all the way through
  27. Shoot a handgun
  28. Eat cottage cheese
  29. Make a Will
  30. ?

I know some of these sound odd…I’ll explain them. I know some of these are simple things that I would most likely do with or without a Bucket List…but that’s part of the “It’s my list and I’ll add whatever I want to it”. And I know some of them are more on the Extreme (Europe and Half Marathon), but if you’re gonna make a list, make a great one! I know that I can accomplish all of these, if I put my mind to it, plan it out, and just do it! So, Here’s to being 29, and loving it!