You know that I am on Facebook...not a lot but I am definitely lurking around in the shadows. I like to keep it that way. I don't like stalkers.
Even though about the only thing I post are stories from this blog and those things that are related, I am always surprised when people I don't think are watching me are.
Take this last week when my daughter had a retirement party to end all retirement parties. I had a video taken of me drinking a shot of straight tequila and it was put up on Facebook by a son. Up to today it has been watched 325 times. Yikes!
The thing about pictures and words is that they never really tell the WHOLE story. Usually there is a lot more to be said that cannot be captured in a Facebook post.
Like everyone one these day I have a pseudo-bucket list. It is not a conscious thing. But, it seems that there are things I have always wanted to do but didn't think it was lady like or appropriate. One of those thing was drinking a shot of tequila in the correct way. Shot-salt-a slice of lime in public for everyone to see.
Then I looked up...my son was pouring the tequila in a shot glass for me. He simply said that it was okay for me to drink a shot...it was not like I was getting a tattoo or anything!
The rest is history. The shot glass was only half full but the experience and the reaction from friends and family filled me to the brim.
The lesson here is that most things we want to do that are a little outrageous are not as permanent as getting a tattoo and probably a whole lot more fun. And after all, isn't that what bucket lists are for?
What is on your bucket list that you are almost afraid to tell anyone about?
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