It struck me the other day, just randomly. I would love to buy a double kayak and take my son out. I want to be more outdoorsy. I want him to grow up outside, loving the great outdoors.
It struck me the other day, just randomly. I would love to buy a double kayak and take my son out. I want to be more outdoorsy. I want him to grow up outside, loving the great outdoors.
I work(ed) for a self employed potter. Traveling to art shows with her, I ran across several different artists who worked with a glass medium. I’ve also become fascinated with foil beads, and I would love to learn how to make them! I think creating art in any medium is a lot of fun, and while I don’t think that I possess much raw talent, I think that I’m interested enough to learn well.
I’ve looked into classes, but the closest I can find is an hour away. When I can afford it, I hope to take their Intro to Hot Glass class- it’s a 4 hour seminar on Saturdays.
I made my dream blanket!
I love it. It’s thick, warm, soft, and luxurious. The top is made out of 8×8 inch squares of crushed velvet- red, blue, orange, green, purle and light brown- beautiful jewel tones. The bottom is a wonderful gold satin, smooth and warm.
I love going to sleep under something I created. I love tucking my son under my own work on the mornings that I have to leave before he gets up. I leave him swaddles in my love and time and effort and dream.
I’m so glad I did this!
In my first course in nursing, we were given a cultural project- we had to attend a service or experience of another culture. My group chose to go to Carrollton to the Buddhist temple there.
I haven’t ever forgotten the experience. The chanting of the monks, the quite surroundings. Something about taking off your shoes and being he presence of someone so peaceful…it’s humbling. I’m an ardent atheist, but I do believe that there’s a benefit to the mind to take time to clear it, or to concentrate on something other than day to day life.
I’ve been to Portland twice. When I was getting pregnant with my surrogate son, we did the embryo transfer in Portland. The first trip was for a couple of days, and I was alone. I had a hotel room, rental car, and days to myself. I went out to Canon Beach, drove around Portland, went shopping in the Alphabet District, got lost amongst the humanity.
The second trip was 10 days. My surroson’s father and I had lunch on Mt. Hood, went out to the coast, drove alone the Columbia River Gorge, went to a bunch of different restaraunts, went down to the waterside, to the zoo, to the Japanese Gardens, to the Rose Gardens….
I love it there. The air is cleaner, the political climate is to my liking, it’s beautiful and perfect. I’d love to raise my son there.
I worry that it’s an extremely cliche dream, probably because I’ve wanted to for so long.
As a nurse, being bilinugal is often a leg up, and helpful in patient care
I took horseback riding lessons for about 7 years. It started by me wanting to buy a horse.
I’d like a tall, beautiful buckskin mare. Or anything, really
Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata (Sonata number 14 for piano) is my favorite piece of music to date. I’d love to be able to sit and play it through, beginning to end, with my eyes closed.
I took piano lessons for about 10 years, then stupidly quit when I was in high school. I can muddle my way through, but would love to resume lessons with my old teacher and work on the piece.
It breaks my heart to hear, it’s so beautiful.
One that would remind me of a world that I love in fantasty books. That I can nap under on the couch, throw on my bed, travel with, repair.
It seems like a beautiful and fascinating country. Something about it just makes me want to go visit. After reading In A Sunburned Country, I feel like it’s even more alluring.
I’m a single mom with a young child right now, but I would really like to travel to anywhere in Africa with WHO or DWB or the Peace Corps. I figure it’s a dream I can pursue once my son is grown- I won’t be too old (40s) and I’ll hve plenty of clinical experience which will make me more effective.
I gave birth to my first surrogate child, a little boy, October of 2007. It was such a wonderful, rewarding, and intimate experience. I absolutely can’t wait to do it again!
I’d just like to hear a birdcall and be able to recognize the species. For kicks.
I’ve taken up mountain biking, but I have a lot of pounds to lose before I can actually claim to have any sort of talent for it. Lol. But that’s my goal- working up to it!