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!

I suppose that’s enough to be carrying on with…