When: December 31st
Where: Online
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What: #67 Write a will
When: December 31st
Where: Online
Why: As a year closes out and one takes stock of what they have in their lives, it isn't usually the material things that you think about the most; it's the people that have had an impact on your life. I know I spent time on today's flight - leaving my family, flying over friends, and returning home to more friends - reflecting on and counting my blessings for the presence of all these amazing people who are a part of my story. And while it's not at all pleasant to think about ever being without those people, in an effort to be proactive, I felt that writing a will should be something that I should do to provide for those individuals I care about, and to hopefully make any difficult decisions a bit easier. So, with the help of some online resources, I created the most basic version just to have something on file. I will likely continue to modify it as things come to mind over the next few months, and I do still need to make it official by getting witnesses to sign it for me, but it is written and that's a start!
When: December 31st
Where: Online
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What: # 87 Stay at an all-inclusive resort
When: Booked December 28
Where: Punta Cana
Why: When I travel, I usually do it on a budget, and I typically do all the research to find the best deals on flights, hotels, food, and things to see and do. While I do love planning (a lot!), it is also very time-consuming and at times a bit overwhelming. So, I've lived vicariously through a few friends who have taken trips in the past to all-inclusive resorts, and the idea seemed appealing on a certain level. This year, some friends and I decided to plan our own trip to a resort, and while it did still require a lot of decisions up front about where to go, how long to stay, and the types of adventures to have, it is now completely booked, and we just get to look forward to it; oh, and buy fun new beach clothes and bathing suits for our week of lounging in the sand and at the pools!
When: Booked December 28
Where: Punta Cana
Why: When I travel, I usually do it on a budget, and I typically do all the research to find the best deals on flights, hotels, food, and things to see and do. While I do love planning (a lot!), it is also very time-consuming and at times a bit overwhelming. So, I've lived vicariously through a few friends who have taken trips in the past to all-inclusive resorts, and the idea seemed appealing on a certain level. This year, some friends and I decided to plan our own trip to a resort, and while it did still require a lot of decisions up front about where to go, how long to stay, and the types of adventures to have, it is now completely booked, and we just get to look forward to it; oh, and buy fun new beach clothes and bathing suits for our week of lounging in the sand and at the pools!
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What: #55 Experience a Cirque du Soleil show
When: December 23rd
Where: Not Vegas
Why: When I drove cross-country after college, we stopped in Vegas for a night, and my friend went to see a Cirque du Soleil show while I stayed in the hotel room and slept. I was exhausted, probably felt like it was too expensive, and just wanted to relax. To this day, I sorta regret that because I've wondered since just what the experience would have been like to see one of their shows. Luckily, they have just released a 3D movie compiling portions of each of their Vegas shows to tell a love story! So, while I didn't actually go to the show itself, I will someday, and this just convinced me that I have to do that! Throughout the movie, I think there were likely a dozen times when I'd go minutes without blinking or breathing...it was that captivating. And, having done my fair share of circus-y things this year (trapeze, silks, climbing, pole-dancing, etc.), I know that most of what these performers made look simple and graceful is in fact harder than I could ever imagine. They must have amazing physical strength and agility, wonderful control of their bodies, and let's face it, a ton of fun! The various shows all feature different aspects of a circus, and probably my favorite will always be "O" at the Bellagio, so the scenes from that show really intrigued me the most. I definitely think this is a wonderful preview to the real thing, and I can't wait to go...maybe in the new year.
Update: In 2013, I did finally get myself to Vegas to see "O" at the Bellagio!! Fantastic!!
When: December 23rd
Where: Not Vegas
Why: When I drove cross-country after college, we stopped in Vegas for a night, and my friend went to see a Cirque du Soleil show while I stayed in the hotel room and slept. I was exhausted, probably felt like it was too expensive, and just wanted to relax. To this day, I sorta regret that because I've wondered since just what the experience would have been like to see one of their shows. Luckily, they have just released a 3D movie compiling portions of each of their Vegas shows to tell a love story! So, while I didn't actually go to the show itself, I will someday, and this just convinced me that I have to do that! Throughout the movie, I think there were likely a dozen times when I'd go minutes without blinking or breathing...it was that captivating. And, having done my fair share of circus-y things this year (trapeze, silks, climbing, pole-dancing, etc.), I know that most of what these performers made look simple and graceful is in fact harder than I could ever imagine. They must have amazing physical strength and agility, wonderful control of their bodies, and let's face it, a ton of fun! The various shows all feature different aspects of a circus, and probably my favorite will always be "O" at the Bellagio, so the scenes from that show really intrigued me the most. I definitely think this is a wonderful preview to the real thing, and I can't wait to go...maybe in the new year. Update: In 2013, I did finally get myself to Vegas to see "O" at the Bellagio!! Fantastic!!
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What: #21 Buy or make something for a neighbor
Where: My neighborhood
When: December 22nd
Why: I live in a neighborhood where everyone keeps to themselves. There are maybe two people that I recognize and we say "Hi" to each other, and I've lived here for over 5 years. In general, there aren't very many community events, and while there is a pool, I tend to frequent it when most other people are at work, and when I make it to the mailboxes for my area of the neighborhood, it is usually late at night and no one else is really around at that time. Another thing is that most of us go in and out by our garages, not our front doors, so I think that eliminates a lot of socializing. I wanted to at least know someone that lived near me, so I thought that baking a holiday treat would be a good way to do it. Luckily, my friend found an easy-for-Sarah recipe to make these amazing decadent brownie bites. After we made a whole tray of them, she brought an adorable container to put in an assortment, and we wandered out to find a neighbor who was home (and would answer the door...we're not a friendly neighborhood, as I've indicated). After 4 failed attempts, we finally got to a neighbor who had actually just moved in about a month ago (I had no idea!). Beth moved from across the street and was actually happy to meet me and ask a bit about our neighborhood. Her daughter Aubrey is a college student at UofM and was home for the holidays, and they both had the best curly blond hair ever! My friend and I couldn't stop commenting on it! Beth had a very cool welcome mat, and adorable frog candle holders in her garden area...I think she and I could totally become people that say "Hi" to each other now, too!
Where: My neighborhood
When: December 22nd
Why: I live in a neighborhood where everyone keeps to themselves. There are maybe two people that I recognize and we say "Hi" to each other, and I've lived here for over 5 years. In general, there aren't very many community events, and while there is a pool, I tend to frequent it when most other people are at work, and when I make it to the mailboxes for my area of the neighborhood, it is usually late at night and no one else is really around at that time. Another thing is that most of us go in and out by our garages, not our front doors, so I think that eliminates a lot of socializing. I wanted to at least know someone that lived near me, so I thought that baking a holiday treat would be a good way to do it. Luckily, my friend found an easy-for-Sarah recipe to make these amazing decadent brownie bites. After we made a whole tray of them, she brought an adorable container to put in an assortment, and we wandered out to find a neighbor who was home (and would answer the door...we're not a friendly neighborhood, as I've indicated). After 4 failed attempts, we finally got to a neighbor who had actually just moved in about a month ago (I had no idea!). Beth moved from across the street and was actually happy to meet me and ask a bit about our neighborhood. Her daughter Aubrey is a college student at UofM and was home for the holidays, and they both had the best curly blond hair ever! My friend and I couldn't stop commenting on it! Beth had a very cool welcome mat, and adorable frog candle holders in her garden area...I think she and I could totally become people that say "Hi" to each other now, too!
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What: #17 Dance at the Diamondback Saloon
Where: Diamondback Saloon
When: December 21st
Why: For years, I've been driving by the building and never once entered. It is a country bar, which is my kind of music, with dancing, which is also my thing, but something about it seemed like I would not fit in there. And, as the years passed and I got less young, I felt even more as tho I'd stick out like a sore thumb. Finally, I rounded up some friends who wanted to people watch with me, and they accompanied me to the saloon. The parking lot was packed, so I thought the bar would be smashed full of people, but when you go inside, the place is enormous! The bar area itself is tiny, but the focal point was an almost arena-style dance floor with tables surrounding it at various levels, and a stage with a live band. Early on, I got out on the dance floor for some line dancing, but then firmly planted myself at a ringside table to just watch the scene unfold. It was a very odd blend of people, music, and events, but not nearly as sketchy as I had anticipated. There were some "End Of The World" games hosted by a local radio DJ and that was fun to watch, altho the winners were much more hipster than country. The music selection ranged from Pat Benatar to Huey Lewis to country stars and back to Stevie Wonder...what?! I'll admit, I wasn't the oldest person in the bar, or the most ridiculous looking, so that's always a good pick-me-up. And hey, I did get to line dance, so it was a successful evening!
Where: Diamondback Saloon
When: December 21st
Why: For years, I've been driving by the building and never once entered. It is a country bar, which is my kind of music, with dancing, which is also my thing, but something about it seemed like I would not fit in there. And, as the years passed and I got less young, I felt even more as tho I'd stick out like a sore thumb. Finally, I rounded up some friends who wanted to people watch with me, and they accompanied me to the saloon. The parking lot was packed, so I thought the bar would be smashed full of people, but when you go inside, the place is enormous! The bar area itself is tiny, but the focal point was an almost arena-style dance floor with tables surrounding it at various levels, and a stage with a live band. Early on, I got out on the dance floor for some line dancing, but then firmly planted myself at a ringside table to just watch the scene unfold. It was a very odd blend of people, music, and events, but not nearly as sketchy as I had anticipated. There were some "End Of The World" games hosted by a local radio DJ and that was fun to watch, altho the winners were much more hipster than country. The music selection ranged from Pat Benatar to Huey Lewis to country stars and back to Stevie Wonder...what?! I'll admit, I wasn't the oldest person in the bar, or the most ridiculous looking, so that's always a good pick-me-up. And hey, I did get to line dance, so it was a successful evening!
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What: # 38 Get a fake spray tan
Where: Uphoria
When: December 21st
Why: Living in a state with a pretty consistent record for having a high percentage of days with no sunshine, being tan isn't a big deal to me. It's nice in the summer when there is a different glow to my skin, but I'm fair and will often burn to a painful crisp before I get a base tan. Let's just say that sunblock is my friend. I had tried the self-tanning lotion before and found it to be a mess. The idea of a tanning bed seems horrifying, but ever since the ridiculous episode on Friends where Ross gets a spray tan, that captured my interest. They also talk about it, a lot, on Dancing With The Stars, so I figured it must be the cool thing to do. I was telling my friend about it, and they do organic spray tans at the salon she visits, so I went there for my initiation into the world of bronzed goddesses. The whole process is different than I imagined. I was basically in a human car wash, being sprayed by a cold mist (with a pleasant raspberry almond scent!) while I stood in a ventilated tent, then I was dried down with a hairdryer contraption. I could see a difference on my neck and face right away, and it actually continues to look good. There were some glitches...I have really stripey wrists, alternating orange and white like a fruity zebra...but overall it's a fun way to change up your look and bring a bit of the summertime glow to the middle of a dreary winter.
Where: Uphoria
When: December 21st
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| Tan lines in December?!? |
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What: #82 Communicate with no one for a full 24 hours
It’s actually eye-opening to
be so productive when I’m not constantly checking in to see what's going on in the world. And, with all the tragic news from that day, I took it even a step beyond and made no contact with the outside world at all. I only listened to Christmas CDs (not the radio), watched Christmas DVDs (no news or TV), totally shut down my laptop, I wrapped some gifts, wrote Christmas cards, stayed inside and slept a lot, and yes, even decided to tidy up so my home is a more pleasant place to be over the holidays. Might make this a regular tradition!
Where: Mostly the couch and bedroom
When: December 14-15
Why: Every summer, I try to take a trip where I don’t take
my cell phone as a way to detox from all the technology overload, the constant
barrage of communication, information, and general instant everything. It’s
wonderful. Refreshing. Fabulous. It’s always hard at first, but gets
exponentially easier, to the point where I finally don’t even want to check
email or turn on my phone again when I return home. So, I thought this 24-hour
long hiatus from all that might help a bit as a mini detox. I knew around the
holidays would be a tricky time to do this one, so I wasn’t necessarily going
to try it, but then I experienced the agony of my phone dropping into my
footbath at the nail salon (their massage chair was REALLY awkward and I jumped
up in total shock/horror, forgetting for a split second that my phone was on my
lap because I was texting a picture of the awesome nail colors I had just picked out).
So, while I waited for my phone to dry out – or more likely, while I await my
next day's evening appointment at the Apple store, it seemed an opportune time to shut out
the world.
It’s actually eye-opening to
be so productive when I’m not constantly checking in to see what's going on in the world. And, with all the tragic news from that day, I took it even a step beyond and made no contact with the outside world at all. I only listened to Christmas CDs (not the radio), watched Christmas DVDs (no news or TV), totally shut down my laptop, I wrapped some gifts, wrote Christmas cards, stayed inside and slept a lot, and yes, even decided to tidy up so my home is a more pleasant place to be over the holidays. Might make this a regular tradition! Forty-five down...7 to go...
Where: Twisted Bull
When: December 8th
Why: A few years ago, I was in New Orleans with my college
roommate for a friend’s wedding, and we went out after the reception to
experience the nightlife, and ended up at a karaoke bar (where we sang a group
piece and then split), and a big booming dance club (where we lasted a bit
longer) and then walked past a bar with a mechanical bull and really wanted to
try it, but since I was in a nice dress and heels, I conceded to watch while
another friend of ours did do it, and it was a blast to cheer her on, so it
seemed like a cool item to put on the list. I hadn’t come across a place with a
mechanical bull, so had to finally Google search it. Turns out, there was a
place in Grand Rapids, so it was perfect to do it after the Meijer Gardens. We
got to the bar before the bull rides start at 9:30, but we asked our waitress
(a nice girl in cheekie undies and chaps…seriously…) if we could hop on earlier
and the two men running the show let us. It required a signed waiver (didn’t
read it) and a short tutorial from a very tall cowboy (a direct quote: “It’s
just like being on top”), and then away we went. The most awkward part is that
there are plaid-clad barflies ringing the bull-riding mat on barstools to just
gawk, make comments, and leer. Ick. But, with the support of Stef cheering me
on, I stayed on until they ended my ride. Stef did a much better impression of
a true bull rider…very cool!Forty-four down...8 to go...
What: #98 Walk around the Meijer Gardens in Grand Rapids
Where: Frederik Meijer Gardens
When: December 8th
Why: Michigan is a great state, and sometimes I get caught up in going to all sorts of new and exciting destinations around the country and around the world, but then I remember there are amazing things in my own home state. This is one of those places I've heard so much about, and determined it was worthy of making the effort to visit. It's in a part of the state I don't frequently get to because it isn't on the way to Chicago or Up North, so it has to be an end goal for its own sake.
The gardens are an impressive collection of indoor greenhouses and outdoor sculpture gardens, and at this time of year, an array of international Christmas trees and other holiday displays throughout the main building. We started off bundling up to take a wintry walk through the sculpture gardens, enjoying ourselves by making up what the artist should have named each piece because, let's be honest, the actual names never make much sense. For example, we named this one "Mousetrap" like that children's game we played as kids.
The focal point of the garden is this colossus of a sculpture; it is meant to be the vision created by Leonardo da Vinci and finally realized 500 years after he crafted the models and drew up the plans.
One interesting note is that every sculpture had a sign at it reading "Do not touch", but when we wandered through the gardens containing delicate trains, handmade models, and cacti, not a single sign warned us not to touch. And there were plenty of little hands tempted to do so! It was a very crowded day with lots of families - and exchange students? - and lots of fragile ornaments on the many trees, but it was wonderful to see so many people enjoying this type of an outing. Sadly, I don't think the reindeer was having a very good time.
One very cool thing: As I mentioned, they had miniature scale models of area building and landmarks, one of which I immediately recognized was in the style of Frank Lloyd Wright! As you know if you've perused my list, I really have a thing for his architecture, so when I realized this was a local home, I had to find it, so we ended up learning about a new cool place in "G D Rapids" (as our GPS lady kept repeating).
Where: Frederik Meijer Gardens
When: December 8th
Why: Michigan is a great state, and sometimes I get caught up in going to all sorts of new and exciting destinations around the country and around the world, but then I remember there are amazing things in my own home state. This is one of those places I've heard so much about, and determined it was worthy of making the effort to visit. It's in a part of the state I don't frequently get to because it isn't on the way to Chicago or Up North, so it has to be an end goal for its own sake.
The gardens are an impressive collection of indoor greenhouses and outdoor sculpture gardens, and at this time of year, an array of international Christmas trees and other holiday displays throughout the main building. We started off bundling up to take a wintry walk through the sculpture gardens, enjoying ourselves by making up what the artist should have named each piece because, let's be honest, the actual names never make much sense. For example, we named this one "Mousetrap" like that children's game we played as kids. The focal point of the garden is this colossus of a sculpture; it is meant to be the vision created by Leonardo da Vinci and finally realized 500 years after he crafted the models and drew up the plans.
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| Iceland's Tree! |
One very cool thing: As I mentioned, they had miniature scale models of area building and landmarks, one of which I immediately recognized was in the style of Frank Lloyd Wright! As you know if you've perused my list, I really have a thing for his architecture, so when I realized this was a local home, I had to find it, so we ended up learning about a new cool place in "G D Rapids" (as our GPS lady kept repeating). |
| Scale model made of all natural materials! |
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What: #49 Make a pie from scratch
Where: Karen's Kitchen
When: December 6th
Why: I love peach pie. I mean it. And I know that a homemade pie tastes infinitely better than a store bought pie, but I had no idea how to make a pie. As my friend explained it, I'd be an awesome host of a cooking show for people (myself included) that have no idea how to cook. For example, the recipe said to mix until it looks like cornmeal. What on earth does that mean? I would revise it to say "until it looks like wet sand." Now THAT makes sense! And then why do you put aluminum foil on the edges? I assumed it had something to do with why there are metallic tiles on the space shuttle, so then I made my peace with it. Another very important thing I learned was that baking is different than cooking, and measurements have to be VERY precise. Also, weird things go into a pie...tapioca?? Who knew.
Overall, it was a wonderful experience from beginning to end, thanks to her food processor (awesome!), a great space to roll out the dough for both crusts, and the lovely scents coming from the oven. Now, it was a late night of baking, so I didn't get to taste test it before I had to go home and it hadn't quite cooled, but I'm assured it will be enjoyed and maybe even a piece will be saved for me to try later!
Where: Karen's Kitchen
When: December 6th
Why: I love peach pie. I mean it. And I know that a homemade pie tastes infinitely better than a store bought pie, but I had no idea how to make a pie. As my friend explained it, I'd be an awesome host of a cooking show for people (myself included) that have no idea how to cook. For example, the recipe said to mix until it looks like cornmeal. What on earth does that mean? I would revise it to say "until it looks like wet sand." Now THAT makes sense! And then why do you put aluminum foil on the edges? I assumed it had something to do with why there are metallic tiles on the space shuttle, so then I made my peace with it. Another very important thing I learned was that baking is different than cooking, and measurements have to be VERY precise. Also, weird things go into a pie...tapioca?? Who knew. Overall, it was a wonderful experience from beginning to end, thanks to her food processor (awesome!), a great space to roll out the dough for both crusts, and the lovely scents coming from the oven. Now, it was a late night of baking, so I didn't get to taste test it before I had to go home and it hadn't quite cooled, but I'm assured it will be enjoyed and maybe even a piece will be saved for me to try later!
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What: #96 Wear 4" or higher heels for a night out on the town
Where: The streets of Ann Arbor
When: November 30th
Why: As has been pointed out to me, I'm not a girlie girl in my fashion choices. My favorite outfit is a great pair of jeans, my favorite flip flops or sneakers, and a great t-shirt or comfy sweatshirt. So, even tho I do own heels and dresses and fancy accessories, they rarely make an appearance. With an upcoming outing with some friends that are all always a well-dressed bunch, I wanted to make an effort to embrace some of my less practical footwear, and with our plans to meet up for drinks and then grab dinner, I saw myself firmly planted on a bar stool or booth cushion for the duration of the evening, thinking my insane footwear wouldn't be put to use for transportation. I was mistaken, and had the pleasure of trotting around the city streets shopping during the busiest night I've ever seen in town aside from the Art Fair. So, fueled by great drinks, dinner, and a delicious cupcake, I braved the stares (I think people thought I must have lost a bet to be parading around in such silly shoes), the cold, the aches, and the constant fear of tipping over and experienced a fun night out from a totally different perspective as a nearly 6-foot tall woman!
Where: The streets of Ann Arbor
When: November 30th
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| Remember this scene? I think I was only slightly more graceful! |
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What: #50 Bake a loaf of homemade bread
Where: My friend's gorgeous kitchen
When: November 24
Why: One of my favorite magnets on my refrigerator states "Domestically Disabled" and that really applies to my kitchen skills. I can boil water. Make toast. And instant oatmeal. Beyond that, I don't have much interest in other cooking skills, which I think stem from my dislike of the grocery store, so there isn't really much to cook with in my cupboards or fridge. So, when soliciting ideas for this list last fall, many suggestions from friends included learning to cook or bake. I do love really good bread, so this seemed like the benefit of the end result would outweigh any misery I'd face in having to spend a lot of time in the kitchen. Luckily, my friend knows how much I dislike the grocery store, so she procured all of the necessary ingredients before we started.
The whole process took a lot longer than I realized (another reason I don't enjoy cooking), but it was more like a science experiment with all the yeast magic and rising that went on during the 5 hours that the bread took from dough to loaf. And we got to punch the dough, which was nice for getting out some frustration. Plus, it was really cool to have a finished product I had actually created, and my friend's recipe for bread is delicious, so this was a great item to cross off the list!
Where: My friend's gorgeous kitchen
When: November 24
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What: #95 Sit through a movie at the theater by myself
When: November 21
Where: Local movie theater
Why: I'm a big movie person, mostly movies that tell stories with happy endings, without much murder or mayhem, usually with a lot of laughter or interesting characters. Typically, my friends have similar tastes in movies, so it makes it easy to have someone to go to the theater with, and it's a nice excuse for a night out with friends. So, it never seemed to make sense to go to a movie alone, but I thought it was something that is often tossed out to see if a person is strong and secure in themselves: "Haven't you ever eaten alone? Gone to a movie alone?" are common questions asked incredulously. I have eaten alone and did not enjoy it, so I figured the movie experience would be similar. It was a bit awkward as the theater was filling up to see that no one else was there on their own, but once the film started, I actually felt like we were all there together reacting, laughing, gasping, and even clapping along to the same thing. So, overall, it wasn't as depressing or lonely as I anticipated. Plus, I really really really liked the movie. A lot. Great characters, great story, great message.
When: November 21
Where: Local movie theater
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What: #47 Learn the art of glass blowing
When: November 10th
Where: Baron Glassworks
Why: Growing up, I had the great fortune to frequently visit The Henry Ford Museum and Greenfield Village, and there was my first encounter that I can recall with watching artisans blow glass, and it was captivating. Since then, I continue to be drawn to the glass-blowing building even as an adult, and am mesmerized by how it all works. So, when I saw that a class was offered nearby, I had to jump on the chance. My initial class was filled with a ton of terminology and learning which tools to use and how, and learning the movements, which are actually very smooth and flowing, even tho the process moves very quickly once the molten glass is picked up on your pole. To get a sense of how intricate this can be (altho my first attempt at a garden ball is nothing like this), here's a great video!
Update: I also went back to make a drinking glass!
When: November 10th
Where: Baron Glassworks
Why: Growing up, I had the great fortune to frequently visit The Henry Ford Museum and Greenfield Village, and there was my first encounter that I can recall with watching artisans blow glass, and it was captivating. Since then, I continue to be drawn to the glass-blowing building even as an adult, and am mesmerized by how it all works. So, when I saw that a class was offered nearby, I had to jump on the chance. My initial class was filled with a ton of terminology and learning which tools to use and how, and learning the movements, which are actually very smooth and flowing, even tho the process moves very quickly once the molten glass is picked up on your pole. To get a sense of how intricate this can be (altho my first attempt at a garden ball is nothing like this), here's a great video!Update: I also went back to make a drinking glass!
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What: #19 Witness the real Punkin’ Chunkin’
When: November 3rd
Where: Wheatley Farm in Bridgeville, Delaware
Why: For many years, my Grandpa and I spent Thanksgiving together just the two of us, and one of our traditions was watching the Discovery Channel special about Punkin Chunkin.
After he passed away, I really wanted to go experience this event that had been a special part of my memories of this time of year with him. I started looking into it and found out that altho the segment airs on Thanksgiving, the event actually takes place weeks prior to it, and in a most unexpected locale: southern Delaware! Over the years, it has grown to be quite the spectacle, and so I met up with a friend in Philadelphia to drive down to partake in a day of the festivities. It was a very cold and windy fall day in a muddied corn field, and the scene wasn't quite what I expected. The contraptions (catapults, trebuchets, air cannons, giant hamster wheels?) are all stationary around the perimeter of a massive area, and the crowds are kept at quite a distance from the teams.
The spectators were really varied...older couples from the Carolinas, families from New Hampshire, a ton of college kids from some nearby university, and then the more stereotypical "chunkateers" in their Carhartt onesies (which I wish I had been wearing for warmth!) and hundreds of ATVs. The whole event is less formal than you'd think, and truthfully, the show that airs is more informative, but the aspect you miss out on when watching from the couch is the sheer power behind these gourd-hurling machines. The impressive ingenuity, the sound when the machine launches the pumpkin, the gasps and cheers from the crowd...that really makes it a thrilling place to be!
When: November 3rd
Where: Wheatley Farm in Bridgeville, Delaware
Why: For many years, my Grandpa and I spent Thanksgiving together just the two of us, and one of our traditions was watching the Discovery Channel special about Punkin Chunkin.
After he passed away, I really wanted to go experience this event that had been a special part of my memories of this time of year with him. I started looking into it and found out that altho the segment airs on Thanksgiving, the event actually takes place weeks prior to it, and in a most unexpected locale: southern Delaware! Over the years, it has grown to be quite the spectacle, and so I met up with a friend in Philadelphia to drive down to partake in a day of the festivities. It was a very cold and windy fall day in a muddied corn field, and the scene wasn't quite what I expected. The contraptions (catapults, trebuchets, air cannons, giant hamster wheels?) are all stationary around the perimeter of a massive area, and the crowds are kept at quite a distance from the teams.
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What: #68 Host a party at my house
When: Oct 27th
Where: My place
Why: Other than a catered housewarming party when I moved in years ago, I have not been the hostess of any other gathering. I'm just not the hostess type. My skills are not those of a domestic individual. I keep a nice home, I feed myself, I decorate in my own way, but party planning does not appeal to me. Lately, however, I've felt that I wanted a chance to get some of my friends from different circles together to mingle and used the idea I found in a magazine to construct a party idea to do it. It was a clothes swap, something some of my friends and I do very informally on lots of occasions, but nothing ever formal. Today changed that! Everyone was encouraged to bring up to 10 items they were tired of wearing, but that were still perfectly good pieces and would be a fresh addition to our closets.
So, we shared some good stories, watched some big sports games (not very girlie, but important during football/world series season), and I think everyone left with something new they are excited to wear!
When: Oct 27th
Where: My place
Why: Other than a catered housewarming party when I moved in years ago, I have not been the hostess of any other gathering. I'm just not the hostess type. My skills are not those of a domestic individual. I keep a nice home, I feed myself, I decorate in my own way, but party planning does not appeal to me. Lately, however, I've felt that I wanted a chance to get some of my friends from different circles together to mingle and used the idea I found in a magazine to construct a party idea to do it. It was a clothes swap, something some of my friends and I do very informally on lots of occasions, but nothing ever formal. Today changed that! Everyone was encouraged to bring up to 10 items they were tired of wearing, but that were still perfectly good pieces and would be a fresh addition to our closets.So, we shared some good stories, watched some big sports games (not very girlie, but important during football/world series season), and I think everyone left with something new they are excited to wear!
Thirty-six down...16 to go...
What: #71 Ride the Top Thrill Dragster at Cedar Point
When: Oct 20th
Where: Sandusky, OH
Why: I've visited this amusement park nearly every summer since middle school, and as new rides were erected (and yes, after looking at this ride all night, I chose that term carefully...), I'd always go for the challenge of experiencing the next new thing. At a certain stage in life, I think my awareness of the risks started to diminish the thrill of faster and taller. Thus, this one ride - Top Thrill Dragster (420 feet tall and 120 mph) - was a bit more than I was willing to try.
Until now, because this list is about doing new things and coming out of my comfort zone. So, during the annual Halloweekends at Cedar Point, I finally got the opportunity to check this off my list. Unfortunately, it was a rainy windy morning and they are very specific about the weather conditions to run the ride, which believe me, when you watch it, is something I'm very grateful about for my safety. So, my friend and I had to come up with a new plan while awaiting the reopening of the dragster: ride all the wooden coasters! We took on all three, stopping for a very ill-advised fried cheese stick after the first two rides.
Luckily, we had a 2-hour wait to digest our snack before getting on the dragster. It is an intense ride to hear and feel and watch, but after waiting that long, you just wanted to get it over with, so we got into our seats and braced for the fastest 20 seconds we'd ever experience. I'll admit, I was anxious about flying up that first hill because I don't love heights, but unexpectedly, the initial 4-5 seconds of accelerating at such a crazy rate were actually the scariest for me...it just felt like I was really out of control, not a feeling I much relish in any area of my life.
After returning back to earth, we were on such a high we decided to take on the Mantis, and feeling so brave we went through both "Carn-evil" and "Blood on the Bayou" where monsters and spooks and all sorts of frights were creating as much of a scream-fest as possible. To wind down, we finished off the evening on the coolest carousel.
When: Oct 20th
Where: Sandusky, OH
Why: I've visited this amusement park nearly every summer since middle school, and as new rides were erected (and yes, after looking at this ride all night, I chose that term carefully...), I'd always go for the challenge of experiencing the next new thing. At a certain stage in life, I think my awareness of the risks started to diminish the thrill of faster and taller. Thus, this one ride - Top Thrill Dragster (420 feet tall and 120 mph) - was a bit more than I was willing to try.
Until now, because this list is about doing new things and coming out of my comfort zone. So, during the annual Halloweekends at Cedar Point, I finally got the opportunity to check this off my list. Unfortunately, it was a rainy windy morning and they are very specific about the weather conditions to run the ride, which believe me, when you watch it, is something I'm very grateful about for my safety. So, my friend and I had to come up with a new plan while awaiting the reopening of the dragster: ride all the wooden coasters! We took on all three, stopping for a very ill-advised fried cheese stick after the first two rides.
Luckily, we had a 2-hour wait to digest our snack before getting on the dragster. It is an intense ride to hear and feel and watch, but after waiting that long, you just wanted to get it over with, so we got into our seats and braced for the fastest 20 seconds we'd ever experience. I'll admit, I was anxious about flying up that first hill because I don't love heights, but unexpectedly, the initial 4-5 seconds of accelerating at such a crazy rate were actually the scariest for me...it just felt like I was really out of control, not a feeling I much relish in any area of my life.
After returning back to earth, we were on such a high we decided to take on the Mantis, and feeling so brave we went through both "Carn-evil" and "Blood on the Bayou" where monsters and spooks and all sorts of frights were creating as much of a scream-fest as possible. To wind down, we finished off the evening on the coolest carousel.
Thirty-five down...17 to go...
What: #18 Dance in the rain
When: Oct 17th
Where: Outside in the rain, obviously
Why: I have fond memories as a kid splashing around in puddles on the sidewalk, holding my umbrella covered in squiggly rainbow colored fabric. It seems that the propensity to be so carefree diminishes as one grows up, and being in the rain or doused in puddles loses its appeal. I do have a higher tolerance than most, having just sat through a full Michigan football game in the rain, and earlier this summer, I did take a very rainy hike in Kouchibouguac National Park in New Brunswick, and while we didn't let the intense downpour drive us from the beautiful scenery, there was definitely no dancing about our predicament. So, this item had remained on the list until today. I recently won a bet that involved being taught how to polka, and as it was to be my opportunity to gain this skill on a very rainy evening, it seemed a match made in heaven that I would learn how to polka in the rain.
There was a sound system set up to provide us the soundtrack needed, and in our bare feet, we hopped around, back and forth, even tossing in a couple spin moves. The rain was cold, it was probably a bit silly, but for me, it's a new memory I'll always have to look back on and smile...
When: Oct 17th
Where: Outside in the rain, obviously
Why: I have fond memories as a kid splashing around in puddles on the sidewalk, holding my umbrella covered in squiggly rainbow colored fabric. It seems that the propensity to be so carefree diminishes as one grows up, and being in the rain or doused in puddles loses its appeal. I do have a higher tolerance than most, having just sat through a full Michigan football game in the rain, and earlier this summer, I did take a very rainy hike in Kouchibouguac National Park in New Brunswick, and while we didn't let the intense downpour drive us from the beautiful scenery, there was definitely no dancing about our predicament. So, this item had remained on the list until today. I recently won a bet that involved being taught how to polka, and as it was to be my opportunity to gain this skill on a very rainy evening, it seemed a match made in heaven that I would learn how to polka in the rain.
Thirty-four down...18 to go...
What: #45 Take a pole-dancing, belly-dancing, or tap-dancing class
When: Oct 10th
Where: Vixen Fitness
Why: As a naturally lazy person, I always have to find new and exciting ways to keep me interested in exercising. Variety helps. A lot. And, while I've gotten back into rollerblading, and continue running (not as often as I should) and climbing (not as often as I want), I still needed something to replace going to the gym. And based on how sore I am, this might be it! I chose this workout idea based on a Groupon; I wasn't intentionally seeking out a new profession or anything like that. And, I went with a friend, which could be awkward in some cases, but I think it made it much easier to act a bit over-the-top in my moves and then turn to laugh about it with someone. The whole idea is a tad ridiculous, so it helps to not take it too seriously, which at times it bordered on that, and it made me a little uncomfortable because it should be FUN. And definitely funny. I mean, no one looks graceful on their first swing around a pole. Trust me. There are enormous mirrors in there confirming what I'm telling you. And the outfit is not sexy; running shorts paired with insane heels...it's a crazy combination.
Still, my abs, my thighs, and my shoulders are feeling the impact, so it really was a great way to get some exercise. Now, where does one find a pole to keep up with the workouts at home? Any suggestions are welcome!
When: Oct 10th
Where: Vixen Fitness
Why: As a naturally lazy person, I always have to find new and exciting ways to keep me interested in exercising. Variety helps. A lot. And, while I've gotten back into rollerblading, and continue running (not as often as I should) and climbing (not as often as I want), I still needed something to replace going to the gym. And based on how sore I am, this might be it! I chose this workout idea based on a Groupon; I wasn't intentionally seeking out a new profession or anything like that. And, I went with a friend, which could be awkward in some cases, but I think it made it much easier to act a bit over-the-top in my moves and then turn to laugh about it with someone. The whole idea is a tad ridiculous, so it helps to not take it too seriously, which at times it bordered on that, and it made me a little uncomfortable because it should be FUN. And definitely funny. I mean, no one looks graceful on their first swing around a pole. Trust me. There are enormous mirrors in there confirming what I'm telling you. And the outfit is not sexy; running shorts paired with insane heels...it's a crazy combination.
Thirty-three down..19 to go...
What: #81 Start and maintain a campfire long enough to make s’mores
Where: The Noel family cottage on the shores of Little Glen Lake
When: October 7th
Why: As you may have guessed if you've spent any time reading other segments of this blog, I love the outdoors, and camping is a huge part of the way I get back to nature. I grew up camping, have done everything from car camping, tent camping, backpacking, camper camping, camping for one night to camping for more than a week at a time. So, it may come as a shock to know that at no time did I ever build a campfire. Even as a Girl Scout, I'm pretty sure I got put in charge of something else and let a fellow scout build the fire. I'm not sure why this happened, but as the years went on, I developed awesome skills at other aspects of camping (pitching a tent, navigating hiking trails, packing a car/backpack, etc.). So, I felt that I was always missing out and wanted to give fire-building a try. Turns out, it is much harder than I anticipated! I made my first attempt earlier in the summer, but the damp evening conditions, the prior day's rain, and the minimal dry kindling we could find combined to make it a no-go. This time, I had just the right kind of kindling.
It was dry. It was small. It was the perfect combination of lumber chunks and rolled-up magazine pages...I think that's the secret ingredient!
Also, another bonus was that it was a very windy evening on the lake, as often happens in this part of northern Michigan, and so in addition to great fuel, we had great air flow. I managed to construct the teepee/cabin just as I had seen my friends and family do all these years, and despite a few worries early on that the large logs were not catching on fire, it eventually did get hot enough to do just that, and with just two large logs, it was a perfectly sized fire to make s'mores and keep warm on a brisk fall evening.
Where: The Noel family cottage on the shores of Little Glen Lake
When: October 7th
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| The fire pit I had my eye on... |
It was dry. It was small. It was the perfect combination of lumber chunks and rolled-up magazine pages...I think that's the secret ingredient!
Also, another bonus was that it was a very windy evening on the lake, as often happens in this part of northern Michigan, and so in addition to great fuel, we had great air flow. I managed to construct the teepee/cabin just as I had seen my friends and family do all these years, and despite a few worries early on that the large logs were not catching on fire, it eventually did get hot enough to do just that, and with just two large logs, it was a perfectly sized fire to make s'mores and keep warm on a brisk fall evening.
Thirty-two down...20 to go...
What: #2 Do that headstand pose from my yoga class
Where: My bedroom and living room
When: September 29
Why: Awhile ago, I was in a yoga class that was a bit more advanced than usual, and one of the poses was the headstand. There were many variations. Some did it slowly and controlled from the tripod pose, others did it as a full hand-stand, and others used the wall to keep their balance. I couldn't do it in any form. At the time, I blamed my wrist for being too weak (it had recently been injured and I was still hesitant to put too much pressure on it), but then I found a video tutorial on YouTube that let me use my forearms, so I tried it today and after letting my body adjust to the idea of being inverted, I was successful at it. Then, to confirm my success, I shared it with a friend via Skype.
The first one I demonstrated was the one on my forearms, but then I tried another one on my hands and head and it actually was easier. It probably looked cooler, too, but we didn't get a picture of that one.
Where: My bedroom and living room
When: September 29
Why: Awhile ago, I was in a yoga class that was a bit more advanced than usual, and one of the poses was the headstand. There were many variations. Some did it slowly and controlled from the tripod pose, others did it as a full hand-stand, and others used the wall to keep their balance. I couldn't do it in any form. At the time, I blamed my wrist for being too weak (it had recently been injured and I was still hesitant to put too much pressure on it), but then I found a video tutorial on YouTube that let me use my forearms, so I tried it today and after letting my body adjust to the idea of being inverted, I was successful at it. Then, to confirm my success, I shared it with a friend via Skype.
Thirty-one down...21 to go...
What: #54 See the Cascade Falls in Jackson, MI
Where: The Cascades County Park, Jackson
When: September 2
Why: It was always known in my family that I have a relative (my great-great-grandfather) that helped to build the Cascades in Jackson, but despite living within driving distance most of my life - and even visiting relatives on the other side of town - I have never made it there to see what, in fact, the Cascades really were. In my head, they were a somewhat altered waterfall of rocks, moss, and trees made to look really lovely in an otherwise natural setting. That would be quite a scene because, frankly, in this part of the state there aren't any waterfalls to be found. Turns out, I could not be more wrong about what I was about to experience!
Certainly it has gone through a few changes since it was first envisioned and opened in the early 30s, but after a recent renovation, it really is a place that brings people in to see it; families, couples, all generations were there enjoying the night. I was impressed, and I tend to have a pretty low threshold for things that seem a bit high on the cheesy factor, so this is actually quite impressive. Sure, the music does sort of add an element of the ridiculous (note: I'm not saying Bob Seger is ridiculous...he's a legend!), but there were also classical pieces played, and moments without the soundtrack to just hear the water. And the sheer size of it doesn't really come through in these images, so that also took me by surprise.
There are hundreds of seats set up in an amphitheater area where you can just sit back and relax and take it all in.
If that is too passive, you can walk up alongside each tier via stairways and walkways, but be prepared - I'm warning you - to get quite wet!
Where: The Cascades County Park, Jackson
When: September 2
Why: It was always known in my family that I have a relative (my great-great-grandfather) that helped to build the Cascades in Jackson, but despite living within driving distance most of my life - and even visiting relatives on the other side of town - I have never made it there to see what, in fact, the Cascades really were. In my head, they were a somewhat altered waterfall of rocks, moss, and trees made to look really lovely in an otherwise natural setting. That would be quite a scene because, frankly, in this part of the state there aren't any waterfalls to be found. Turns out, I could not be more wrong about what I was about to experience!
Certainly it has gone through a few changes since it was first envisioned and opened in the early 30s, but after a recent renovation, it really is a place that brings people in to see it; families, couples, all generations were there enjoying the night. I was impressed, and I tend to have a pretty low threshold for things that seem a bit high on the cheesy factor, so this is actually quite impressive. Sure, the music does sort of add an element of the ridiculous (note: I'm not saying Bob Seger is ridiculous...he's a legend!), but there were also classical pieces played, and moments without the soundtrack to just hear the water. And the sheer size of it doesn't really come through in these images, so that also took me by surprise.
There are hundreds of seats set up in an amphitheater area where you can just sit back and relax and take it all in.
If that is too passive, you can walk up alongside each tier via stairways and walkways, but be prepared - I'm warning you - to get quite wet!
Thirty down...22 to go...
What: #8 Set foot in a Canadian Province I’ve never been to
Where: New Brunswick, followed by Nova Scotia
When: Aug 11-18
Why: Living so near to Ontario, that has been my most frequent experience of visiting Canada, and but for a family vacation to Quebec in high school, it is the only province I've spent any time in at all. So, I had to put to the test what I once heard someone say: Canada is like our attic, you get up there and you're like "wow, I didn't know all this was up here!"
I was already on a road trip through Maine, so heading into New Brunswick was an easy decision. We got there by car ferry via Campobello Island, and spent a few days driving around, seeing the not-so-bustling city of Saint John, the oddly empty beach resort town of Shediac, the dunes and soapery in Bouctouche, and the Kouchibouguac National Park. After that, we headed to Nova Scotia to Cape Breton Island, then Halifax and Lunenburg. We finished up coming back through N.B. to see the Hopewell Rocks and the Kingsbrae Gardens in St. Andrews, where we got to participate in a ladybug release. Yes, it was awesome.
Now, as it turns out, the Atlantic Provinces had fallen on drought-like times this summer, much as parts of the midwest. Until, much to our dismay, we arrived and so did the rain. It lent itself to many jokes we made at New Brunswick's expense, such as "Welcome to New Brunswick: Yes, it's the only way to get to Nova Scotia" or "Welcome to New Brunswick, where the sun never shines." Somehow, the scenery in Nova Scotia made the low clouds and drizzling rain seem more scenic and tolerable.
Overall, there were a ton of things I learned and loved about "The Maritimes." New Brunswick is very dominated by the Acadian/French culture, altho the biggest thing people come there to do is Magnetic Hill, which yes, actually did astound me! It also has seemingly no people, as in there were about 20 of us at the movies on a Saturday night. And Nova Scotia, they have great music, lots of rocky cliffs and rolling terrain and fragrant forests and cute seaside towns. Both of them have areas on the Bay of Fundy that will blow your mind (amazing fossils, 40 foot tides, etc.).
Enjoy a few of the photos of this trip!
Where: New Brunswick, followed by Nova Scotia
When: Aug 11-18
Why: Living so near to Ontario, that has been my most frequent experience of visiting Canada, and but for a family vacation to Quebec in high school, it is the only province I've spent any time in at all. So, I had to put to the test what I once heard someone say: Canada is like our attic, you get up there and you're like "wow, I didn't know all this was up here!"
I was already on a road trip through Maine, so heading into New Brunswick was an easy decision. We got there by car ferry via Campobello Island, and spent a few days driving around, seeing the not-so-bustling city of Saint John, the oddly empty beach resort town of Shediac, the dunes and soapery in Bouctouche, and the Kouchibouguac National Park. After that, we headed to Nova Scotia to Cape Breton Island, then Halifax and Lunenburg. We finished up coming back through N.B. to see the Hopewell Rocks and the Kingsbrae Gardens in St. Andrews, where we got to participate in a ladybug release. Yes, it was awesome.
Now, as it turns out, the Atlantic Provinces had fallen on drought-like times this summer, much as parts of the midwest. Until, much to our dismay, we arrived and so did the rain. It lent itself to many jokes we made at New Brunswick's expense, such as "Welcome to New Brunswick: Yes, it's the only way to get to Nova Scotia" or "Welcome to New Brunswick, where the sun never shines." Somehow, the scenery in Nova Scotia made the low clouds and drizzling rain seem more scenic and tolerable.
Overall, there were a ton of things I learned and loved about "The Maritimes." New Brunswick is very dominated by the Acadian/French culture, altho the biggest thing people come there to do is Magnetic Hill, which yes, actually did astound me! It also has seemingly no people, as in there were about 20 of us at the movies on a Saturday night. And Nova Scotia, they have great music, lots of rocky cliffs and rolling terrain and fragrant forests and cute seaside towns. Both of them have areas on the Bay of Fundy that will blow your mind (amazing fossils, 40 foot tides, etc.).
Enjoy a few of the photos of this trip!
