Bucket List

I was tagged by Red to create a bucket list. (I haven't even seen the movie, but I assume you all know what that means, since I do and I am totally out of touch)

I will probably think of more items as I continue to reflect, but here are some initial entries.

Go to Europe. check
Go to Germany. check in a couple of weeks
Go to Washington, D.C. ___
Go to Vancouver, British Columbia ___
Go to Venezuela ___ (probably never)
Finish my Ph.D. ___
Get married ___
Make out with my husband in front of the TV on a quiet evening at home ___
Raise children ___
Be a temple worker ___

That's all I've got for now. To be continued.

It's happened...

About four or five days ago, I suddenly stopped feeling like a foreigner in the Czech Republic. This would be after a total of about seven weeks in the country. Now I walk down the streets and I am not continually noticing that I can't understand the signs; it just feels like a familiar environment. What an interesting change.

Smells of the Czech Republic

Wildflowers
Strawberries on my pastry
Ham
Sewer
Beer breath
Campfire smoke
Cigarette smoke
Fresh rain
Lilacs
Secondhand perfume on my wrist