I’ve been mulling over my funeral lately. I want it pretty much figured out before actually passing. I want to have the money set aside to pay for the service and burial. If I’m going to be cremated, I want that already locked up. (I’m leaning towards burial.) I picked who I want as my executor.
Currently, my savings approximately cancels out my student loans so I’m not too worried about a will yet. I listed my family as the benefactors to my retirement funds. I want my car to go to my next of kin for them to sell. If my parents are still living, I want to let my organs be but if they’re not, I want to donate my organs. I also would like jokes at my funeral. Really.
That’s all I have for now.
Before my dying though, I definitely want to ride a mechanical bull. This has been on my to do list for forever and I totally came across a free ride on a mechanical bull on my way to lunch Wednesday! I was by myself or I totally would have ridden it. I needed a buddy to hold my purse and snap a picture. And yes, a picture is necessary! It was kind of bittersweet, walking away from the bull. Felt compelled to write a missed connection post on Craigslist.
It would go something like:
“You were sitting there waiting for me in the middle of Speedway. I was the Asian girl in the purple blazer. I’ve been dreaming of riding you for years. It breaks my heart I had to walk away from you. Find me again?”
I got happy mail on Monday. My Sketchbook Project sketchbook arrived!
It remains blank as I am overwhelmed by the blank pages. Clock’s ticking.
I’m baby-stepping towards a healthier lifestyle. I’m very guilty of taking my youth, metabolism, and overall health for granted. I used to work out 2-3 times a week but stopped in October 2009. Since then I’ve maybe worked out 3 times? It’s embarrassing. I also rarely drink anything but coffee and eat a lot of junk and never enough fruits and vegetables. So I’m baby-stepping. Last week a friend from Houston came up and for 3 days, we mall-walked like little old ladies. Wednesday, I had lunch at The Carillon with Selina. Instead of starting with the carbs and ignoring the salad bar, my usual MO at buffets, I made a veggie plate first. See below. Yes, I know there were cheeses and creamy dressing, but it’s a baby-step after all.
That lunch was a lovely lunch. I like having lunch with non-work friends during the week because it makes the work day go by faster. Aside from that though, this lunch was especially perfect because it was a Thanksgiving spread for the faculty and staff of the university. My family alternates between American Thanksgiving food and Vietnamese food. I think this year we’re doing Vietnamese food, so it was lovely to have the typical. Namely, turkey, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, and pumpkin pie. Mmm. Pumpkin.
Sign that I’m getting older: I’m getting tired more easily! Wednesday was Neville‘s birthday and I came to his bingo shindig for a round of bingo. It was almost 11pm by the time I got home. Still very early by my standards but I was exhausted! I’m encountering these signs that tell me I’m no longer a spring chicken more often and it’s a rude awakening each time.
I started to listen to the archives of The American Life. I sent a lovely quote from Ira Glass to Bestie and she loved it so much she researched Ira Glass and found The American Life. I started listening to it yesterday, and it was riveting! I started with the podcast on “Unconditional Love,” regarding the importance of parental love. I can’t wait to work through the archives for more!
Here’s the quotation I passed on to her:
Edit: I published this before checking my reader and I saw that Bestie did a blog post about Ira Glass and the quote today.
Question: What’s something you enjoy doing even though you’re bad at it?