tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368390343692114709.post286223978144678209..comments2023-09-25T11:00:44.480-04:00Comments on Shade and Sweetwater: If wishes were fishes...Kyddrynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07668797984157146798noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368390343692114709.post-7899625690113134492008-02-27T17:03:00.000-05:002008-02-27T17:03:00.000-05:00I keep meaning to come comment on this! There are ...I keep meaning to come comment on this! There are SO many things I've wanted to do over time- as a child I wanted to be a vet, an artist, an actress (ha), someone who rides horses in shows (I never got far enough with that dream to even find out what they are called, LOL), a professional baker, a teacher, an archaeologist (THAT one lasted until I tried to excavate a broken pot in a kit and put it back together- then I decided that maybe it was much harder than I'd imagined!), an herbalist/wholistic practitioner, an antique dealer and yes, a mom. . . I had a wide range of interests.<BR/><BR/>Now I still have a solid list of wishes: I'd still love to ride horses again, and learn to ride well. I'd like to be a published writer. It would be nice to get back to making art, and possibly showing/selling it too. I want to TRAVEL. I would like to live in the country, have an extensive garden and raise goats (yes, really). I want to ride the motorcycle with Billy again. It could be cool to run a book store/coffee shop/art gallery/antique store. . . uh, OK maybe not. I wish I could through-hike the Appalachian Trail. And of course, I want to be a great mom. There's probably more. :)<BR/><BR/>Oh, and I LOVE roller coasters. And I'd love to try skydiving.Kithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12098068645236332284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368390343692114709.post-70164824752695279442008-02-22T09:02:00.000-05:002008-02-22T09:02:00.000-05:00I'll be watching for it, Foolery - I bet you have ...I'll be watching for it, Foolery - I bet you have some doozies! And, umm...who says we can't fly? Just because there's some theory about gravity...gee, whiz...<BR/>~~~~~<BR/>Mama Schmoo, I used to be afraid of roller coasters, too - so what did I do? I went to Six Flags and rode every single one they had. I warned the operators they might need some Crisco and a pry-bar to get my arse out, but there's an upside to being a big girl - some of those things, I was wedged in so tight there was no way I was falling out!! I had fun...and they weren't all that scary once I was on 'em. There was the earth beneath me, there was the sky above me, and there was I between them, just like always. Of course, this was before those hanging-by-your-arms ones where your feet dangle down. Probably not gonna happen. I have this mental picture of me looking like a pair of pressed hams and two overstuffed blue sausages, from below!<BR/><BR/>I hope one day you ride a coaster, just to show your fear who's boss.<BR/>~~~~~<BR/>Gypsy, girl, you've already made a dent in the knowledge of the world - it's OK to leave a little for the rest of us!!Kyddrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07668797984157146798noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368390343692114709.post-89748980450579845882008-02-22T07:36:00.000-05:002008-02-22T07:36:00.000-05:00I wish there was a way to get a true handle on all...I wish there was a way to get a true handle on all the knowledge there is to be had. I'm not saying I want to know everything (I thought I did when I was younger and that disappointment still hasn't faded); I just want to not feel like I know too little about the world.Michelle Roebuckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01543071027191047847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368390343692114709.post-69678432618982846192008-02-22T00:16:00.000-05:002008-02-22T00:16:00.000-05:00I wish that I could ride a roller coaster. I have...I wish that I could ride a roller coaster. I have never been on one. I came back from Disney World in December and will be going again in May. I really wish I could get over that fear and sit my fat ass on a coaster. I hear it is the shit. Unfortunately that is precisely what I am afraid I will do!Mamma Schmoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09818044589320584502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368390343692114709.post-18648203662150295332008-02-21T16:27:00.000-05:002008-02-21T16:27:00.000-05:00This sounds like a post, to me. I don't know if I...This sounds like a post, to me. I don't know if I'm up for it today, but I'll give it some thought.<BR/><BR/>And the difference between scuba diving and sky diving is that while we CAN swim our way out of a descent, we can't FLY our way out. That fact forever keeps my butt out of a parachute harness.fooleryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14437690389824744691noreply@blogger.com