I have to warn you I’m writing this on 5 hours sleep over 2 days. I’m not a great sleeper since the wickedly strong grip of menopause found me. Also, I just returned from Greece on an animal welfare mission. So between that and jet lag, I barely remember my name.
Normally, I try to inject a bit of humor in my posts but this one may be different. One thing I know: it’s hard to find anything amusing when animals are suffering. I‘m just saying. But I promise our journey in Greece ends on an upbeat note. Don’t worry, you won’t be crying into your Sunday morning coffee as you read this.
Many of us have a bucket list. Don’t you? I certainly do. But then I’m a list maker. Today mine consists of 22 items, 8 of which I’ve already checked off.
These 8 include: Start a blog; Learn to snowboard (although it’s arguable I’ve accomplished that); Go on safari; Sky dive; Hot air balloon; Try gliding; Bike around Lake Tahoe (twice) and; See a Broadway musical. That leaves 14 activities yet to try.
Been there, done that
Today’s post is about bucket list #12 — Get Arrested Advocating for Animals. I can’t say, however, I’m looking forward to being incarcerated, sleeping on a pathetically thin mattress and sharing a toilet with 3 other cell mates. Besides, I suspect jail doesn’t offer a vegetarian menu, so I’d probably starve to death. Continue reading →