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The Big C Gives Me a Reminder … One Adventure at a Time, One Penny at a Time

30 Aug

Why is it that I constantly have revelations and aha! moments after seeing one of these cancer movies or shows? Why can’t I have this live every day like it’s your last mantra without having death all up in the Kool-Aid?

Film poster for The Bucket List - Copyright 20...

Film poster for The Bucket List – Copyright 2007, Warner Bros. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My first kick in the ass was over a week ago when I saw a re-run of The Bucket List with Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. Freeman and Nicholson, ey? It lit a fire under me. So I began the Bucket List Installment and whipped out my mighty Bic pen and began to write down the tiny adventures that would bring excitement to my life. Life to my life.

Then as with anything  in life … dishes, vacuuming, diaper changing, paying bills, AMC television, and lack of sleep slowed me down.

But like always another life and death situation gave me the extra kick in the ass. Showtime‘s The Big C with Laura Linney. Now in truth I’m not a big Showtime watcher. I’m more of an HBO chick, but it did peak my interest so I’m on season two with Netflix. The Big C. Cancer. It’s about a woman who finds out she has terminal cancer and what she does with her life after she finds out.

So without spoiling it for anybody, in Season Two she fights and lives life.  One of her little life items? She runs a marathon, well walks and runs. But she’s determined to finish. As you know I’m not big on running, but I am big on not giving up … on the stubborn determination that drives people.

Image via Showtime.com

I’m happy that both sets of characters decided to live their lives. But I really don’t want to get to a point where I’m sitting at the doctor’s office with a paper gown covering my naked body, and them telling I have only a few months to live. I mean nobody wants that, but it happens. And it sucks above and beyond anything else. I don’t want to get to that point. I don’t want to have to get to that point in order to live everyday like it’s my last.  So I guess that’s why they make movies and shows like this, just so you won’t have to, so I’m grateful for the random reminders that smack me into living.

So then why? Why does this happen? Why do I become the slacker whose Mighty Bic Pen stays in the drawer? That ink needs to hit paper and I know it.

So, why?

Reason One … it’s probably the money thing. Seeing how I’m having technical difficulties in the financial department sort of puts a cramp in my plans to live it up. Can’t very well take a trip, plan an adventure, or wine and dine myself if my money surplus is low. And I know that people with mad fortunes like Oprah say that money can’t buy you happiness, but I never heard a broke-ass person ever say that. I know it can’t buy you happiness, but it sure as hell can get you a seat on the plane there.

Reason Two … lazy. Every single minute of my twenty-four hour day is accounted for, but some days the schedule needs to stop. I’m so run down from motherhood, Guat-hood, wife-hood, and daughter-hood that sometimes when I am actually ahead of schedule and ready to write down a couple of items on My Bucket List, I just want to be lazy. The dark circles under my eyes demand that I be lazy. There can’t be anything wrong with just being lazy sometimes. I need it when I can get it. So relaxation and laziness can be contributing factors.

Reason Three … setbacks. Everyone in life has setbacks whether they deal with health, family, or mundane things like a flat tire on your Toyota. But these setbacks effect your frame of mind and suck the air out of your balloon. I mean I don’t have Tony Robbins in my back pocket to give me some quick pick-me up life changing wisdom every time that happens. But I know I have to find that pick-me up somewhere.

And so I have found it again in Laura Linney and The Big C.

The Bucket List continues, one adventure at a time, one penny at a time.

Adventure to be added to the bucket list: Be able to eat at all the places in California that Guy Fieri lists on his Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives Show.

Adventure crossed off Bucket List: Whitewater Rafting … Class 4 and 5 rapids in the Colorado River near the Grand Canyon. Amazingly awesome.

The Power of Morgan Freeman, Jack Nicholson, and the Mighty Bic Pen

17 Aug

At the beginning I had no idea what was going on. I went through this bold experiment — blogging — not knowing whether or not I could pull it off. I mean really, who had 365 consecutive days worth of material?

I had no syllabus, no daily objective. It was just me and my experiences. Some of them not so funny. But there I was, typing away in the wee hours of the night, trying to stick to my goal, trying to keep at least one of my New Year’s resolutions.

So far, so good.

But I have yet to complete one of the blogging goals I set out to do. Well it’s actually a life goal I set out to do and never got around to do it. But when I started blogging, I figured I would post it. I would compile it. I would complete it and then begin crossing things out.

It was something I saw in 2007. Something I said I would do with my dad, but never got a chance. It involved Morgan Freeman, Jack Nicholson, cancer, and a list. The Bucket List.

Film poster for The Bucket List - Copyright 20...

Film poster for The Bucket List – Copyright 2007, Warner Bros. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It occurred to me, Latinos don’t really have Bucket Lists. We kind of just keep everything in our heads. A mental list, if you will. We have conversations about dreams and things we want to do in life, but we don’t have it written down or carry it in our wallet. Well at least some of my people do.

As I watch TV, movies, and scan the blogging world I run into other people’s lists and think wow … awesome. I need to get on that, but I never do.

Then today, as I was channel surfing, I ended up seeing the movie again. And that damn John Mayer with his “Say What You Need to Say Song” came out during the credits and that sort of put me over the top. I decided that writing a list might be something worth doing — the actual writing it down part. I mean I write down a daily list of things I need to do and crossing them out fills me with a great sense of satisfaction — even if it’s throw out the trash.

But I imagine a big reason as to why I haven’t actually written my Bucket List down is probably because of those very same daily lists. At the end of the day I may cross everything out, but there are days when I have one or two items left and even though they may be small, it bothers me that I didn’t complete them. Not a little bother … but more like an obsessive compulsive disorder bother. Sometimes I even try to reason with myself and con myself into thinking that yeah … I sort of did these things just so I could cross them out.

But no. It’s not legit. It’s fake. It’s cheating. The satisfaction is tainted.

But with these daily lists I always have tomorrow to make it up. The uncrossed items make it to the top of my list the next day and they do get crossed out by the mighty Bic Pen. Blue or black ink. And it’s real. But what about Bucket Lists? Once you’re gone or coming near the end, you don’t really get another day. You get regrets and I’m sort of in the lifestyle of living with no regrets, because they suck. I learned that lesson the hard way — with the passing of both my father and uncle. They both gave me advice before dying and it had to do with living life with no regrets.

But even though I haven’t written my Bucket List on paper, I still cross stuff out on the list … in my head, without a Bic Pen. I still have adventures, people, or places that I need to experience and explore. So what is it that I’m so afraid of?

The Bic pen? It’s pretty mighty.

But I’m a Guat … it’s time to be fearless. So even though I haven’t won the lottery or have a massive Jack Nicholson/Morgan Freeman bank account I’ll start the process. I’ll begin The Bucket List installment in hopes that at the end of this little project I will have finished writing down my list so that I can begin crossing it out … one adventure at a time. But I’ll give you a preview … here are two items. One I crossed off the list and one I have yet to do …

Go bungy jumping and keep my eyes open — Did it in Australia, which was the one place I always wanted to visit. I went two for two on that one.

Get my book published before I turn 100 — I’m 37 so I still got a couple of years, but in the meantime that mighty Bic Pen has a lot of ink.