Wish List

I like wish lists, I guess this could also be called a bucket list, but I prefer the former. So without further adieu, here it is.

wish list

Caligraphy class – I love the artisan of it all. Plus I feel the need to nurture my creativity.
Street perform again. This time on an actual street corner with a shit ton more practice. Last time was at LGA and it was BAD. But oh. So. Good. Know what I mean?
Dance class to shake my groove thang. Maybe a class with the kids too? They both are like their mama and built to move…
Learn Russian. Why Russian you ask? That’s a complicated answer… I had a dream when I was maybe in my twenties about going to Russia. That grew into a love of the language. I felt like I had a good grasp of the pronunciation, more so that what would be my native tongue. I’m pretty sure I was Russian in a past life (passed? I always get those confused). Anyways, I know I have those language CDs hanging out somewhere…
~~Go to Russia.~~ Eh, maybe not in the current climate, but perhaps some day.
Take an English class, maybe English Lit. And a psychology class.
Go to Costa Rica to stay with my beautiful friend Fita and bathe in the waters and visit with my God.
NYC trip with my girls to go to see Mama Gena. Maybe next Christmas, I don’t know, whenever. Try to get Celeste to go with us and some of her girl friends. Maybe Alexandra and Emma too. We will rock that place. I picture us four to a room in the city and I fucking LOVE the idea. In the back of my mind I’m already planning it…
Take a yoga class with a friend.
Lastly, for now anyways, going with the fam to New Hampshire with Roger and his clan. Holy shit, I can’t fucking wait!