Day 11

Day 11- write a bucket list of things you want to do before you die.

 

My bucket list

Sky dive when I turn eighteen.

Own a grand piano, preferably a white one.

Write a kids book and have my dad draw the pictures for it.

Go on a long term mission trip.

See the Seven Wonders of the World.

Spend at least a month backpacking in Europe.

Go to Australia.

Go to Canada.

Go to Africa.

Go to Hawaii.

Visit all 50 U.S. states.

Be in a Great White Shark cage.

Get married to the most amazing, Godly, handsome, loving man ever.

Have babies and raise them to love and adore Christ.

Pierce my belly button.

Sail on the ocean.

Spend a month or two in the city of love with my lover.

Eat a deep fried Twinkie…Yes; this idea is nasty enough to want to try it.

Teach myself to be pro at guitar.

Own a tempurpedic cloud mattress, pillow, and body pillow.

See a live super bowl.

Own a dog and name it Skiffins.

Own a turtle and name it Yurtle.

Read the entire Bible out loud with my husband.

Kiss someone exactly at midnight.

Ice skate outside when it’s snowing in Rockefeller center.

Learn to salsa dance.

Go hunting!

Bowl a strike.

Compete in a triathlon.

Become fluent in ASL.

Go para-sailing.

Hike at least to the second stop on MNT Everest.

Go Scuba diving.

Ride in a hot air balloon.

Bungee Jump!

Ride in a helicopter.

Rock climb. Outside.

Ride the London eye.

Swim in the largest swimming pool in the world, off the coast of Chile.

Fire a real gun. Not at someone.

Learn the game of chess, have it stick, and beat someone.