Bucket List Item

I hope you all had an amazing weekend.  My energy is gone after we spent the weekend moving to our new house.

I strongly believe in “choosing your attitude,” so I did my best to not be nasty the entire weekend.  Not to be upset, annoyed, or be short with my husband, even though I think moving can bring out the worst in folks.  Additionally, I can’t complain because I was so fortunate to have not only my husband helping me carry all the big stuff, but a good friend and my brother helping to get things from the apartment to the house.

Us the first Saturday when we came to scrub the house.
Us the first Saturday when we came to scrub the house.

My Bucket List

I was named after a Stevie Wonder song.  I walked down the aisle with my father to “My Cherie Amour”.  After me and Austin were pronounced husband and Cheri, we recessed to “Signed, Sealed, Delivered.”  Basically, what I’m saying here is that Stevie Wonder has been a part of my life since I was in utero.

When I was a kid, my dad had this album called “Natural Wonder,” which was a live concert album that Stevie Wonder released I want to say in 1995.  The album was magic, wonderful, and featured a few new songs on it.  It was really cool to hear the audience, a Japanese audience, go crazy over his songs, and sing the words like English wasn’t no thang to them.  Which it probably wasn’t – I sometimes feel like every other country in the world gets this ridiculous to learn their first language and English as a second, so that foreign students always seemed so much cooler than we do, swapping effortlessly back and forth between their language and English.

So all the above to say that seeing Stevie Wonder perform live has been a bucket list item of mine basically my entire life.  And Thursday morning, Mr. Steveland Morris announced that he would be touring his 1976 album, Songs in the Key of Life.

This is so epic.  Beyond epic.

So naturally, I called my father, and called my sister and immediately put plans into place for us to make the Atlanta show on November 22nd.  And like that (provided I can get my butt to Atlanta) I believe I’m on my way to crossing an item off my bucket list.

What’s one item on your bucket list?

The final leg of my journey – Atlanta!

After my big day at Epcot, the sister and I headed back to the abode, and finished off the night with a viewing of the Rock Horror Picture Show, which I haven’t seen in years, and yet I could sing almost every number.

RockyThis movie was way before it’s time, and I’m not sure why my parents ever allowed us to watch this, but I’m sure glad they did.

So the next day, I headed to the airport to go to Atlanta to visit a friend for her housewarming.  Number 1, I flew on something called Silver Airways, which I’d never heard of.  Number 2, the plane looked like a toy.  I’m not kidding.  After waiting forever in security, and sprinting, once again to my gate (thank you Lord for running), I was directed out directly onto the tarmac, where I was met with this.



I boarded the flight and felt comfortable that, should my life end, that I’d lived a full and good life.

Finally, I made it to Atlanta, and in search of a gym because it was wayyyyy too cold for my Raynaud’s behind to be running out, I found a Fitness 19.

The best part of being at a gym where no one will recognize you is that  you can kind of do what you want.  I ran.  I lifted.  Hard.  I did a few hip-opening stretches.  And I got hit on by a guy who’d skipped one too many leg days.  Yikes.  But I left feeling like the soreness would be delicious (anyone else like being sore?), and had a blast for the rest of my time in Atlanta.

Today, I’m thankful to be home, and ready to start a fresh new week.  What are you looking forward to this week? 

I’m looking forward to looking at a few houses in Raleigh with hopes of moving on soon from apartment living.  Here’s hoping!