Before I Die?
I don’t even like to say the word die.
Honest. When I’m on the air and I play The Band Perry’s Song, “If I Die Young”, I almost always nonchalantly “forget” to say the title of the song. That’s how uncomfortable I am with the word.
Yesterday I came across a book called “1000 Things To Do Before You Die” and it got me to thinking. What’s on my “bucket list”? Hmmmm….Piece of cake!
I want to get in my car and drive thru every single state in the US. I want to see each and every one of them, up close and personal, and take my time. I would eat a peach in Georgia, and an orange in Florida. Pecan Pie in Alabama. I would get Lobster in Maine. Pancakes and Maple Syrup in Vermont. I get giddy with excitement at the thought of taking a picture of each “Welcome To” sign as I embark on another state.
So you don’t think my trip will only be about food, I can’t wait to see if it’s really as flat as they say in Illinois and Kansas. I’ll pick an armful of sunflowers in Wisconsin. I hear you can see snow on the Colorado Mountains while you stand below and it’s 80 degrees. I’ll check out The Big Sky of Montana. I just have to get beads in New Orleans, and I plan on seeing where John Mellencamp lives in Indiana. Hope I don’t run into his girlfriend, Meg Ryan. Awkward! I’ll get cowboy boots in Texas and will certainly try my best to sin in Vegas. I can’t wait to get to Seattle, because I LOVE rain…and Starbucks! And don’t get me started on California. I have big plans for Cali.
Friends say, who has that kind of time? Why not just get a plane and cut out some of the monotony of the road. No way. I promise you I will savor each and every parkway, highway, back road, turnpike, freeway, and wrong turn. ROAD TRIPS ROCK!
And speaking of planes, a popular choice on bucket lists is skydiving. SKYDIVING???!!??? Not a chance. I’ll jump out of cake, but when I am on a plane I’m staying in my seat.
There I go with food again.