Shot a gun ✔ I did my firearms safety training in January.
Be afraid. Very afraid.
Gone on a blind date ✔ Oh, the horror.
Skipped school ✔
Watched someone give birth ✔✔ My eldest and youngest nephews, now 14 and 9 respectively. It was an absolute honour.
Watched someone die ✔✔✔✔ I think I’ve got this one covered.
Visited Canada ✔ It was lovely. I spent most of it inebriated, writing by a fire, and sledding with huskies.
Visited Hawaii ✔ Does the airport count?
Visited Europe ⊗
Visited Las Vegas ⊗ I couldn’t think of anywhere worse.
Visited Asia ⊗ India is in my future!
Visited Africa ⊗ I’ve long had visions of dancing on a beach in Zanzibar in a string bikini drinking sangria. Seriously. Except I don’t drink – make the requisite sangria an iced tea, thanks.
Visited Egypt ⊗
Seen the Grand Canyon in person ⊗
Flown in a helicopter ⊗
Served on a jury ⊗
(as a point of reference, my mother has done all three ^^)
Cried yourself to sleep ✔✔✔✔✔✔✔
Recently coloured with pencils ✔ I didn’t colour as a child – I read and wrote. Taking the time to colour within the lines is fun, yet meditative. Full disclosure: I don’t colour often because I don’t feel like I’m doing enough.
Sang karaoke ✔ With gusto. With my native lungs, I was in tune. Not so much after my transplant.
Paid for a meal with coins only ✔
Made prank phone calls ✔ Hey, I was young …
Been honoured with fireworks ✔ Yes! I was born on New Year’s Eve, so for my 21st I had a huge party because I’d survived twenty-one years with CF. My folks organised the crew who do the Brisbane city fireworks to stop at our place (we were living on the Brissie River) around 9.30pm. They left a whole lot for my Dad and our neighbour to detonate at midnight, and being absolutely hammered, they nearly blew themselves up (that alone was worth seeing – two old blokes jumping around like frogs was fucking hilarious). It was epic and I found out afterwards that people saw them all across the city.
Laughed so much you cried ✔✔✔✔
Caught a snowflake on your tongue ✔
Had children ⊗ I found out when I was 16 that I couldn’t have children (severe endometriosis, cystic fibrosis and eventual vulva cancer), so I’ve never had a big ‘oh, fuck I can’t have babies’ moment. It’s just something that’s never been on the table, which doesn’t mean I’ve never been sad about it. My ovaries explode like an atom bomb, and I melt when nursing a baby. Just quietly, I would have been a fucking rad mum. Exhausted, but rad.
Executed successful skinny-dipping *and* nudie runs ✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔ Yep. I’ve got those covered, too. In fact, I very nearly got arrested with my bestie’s husband doing a nudie run on a beach.
Abseiled down a building ⊗ Would LOVE to. Heights and speed are my thing.
Been camping in a tent ✔
Driven a motorcycle ✔ ⊗ Does being on the back of one count?
Been bungee-jumping ⊗ I went sky diving instead. I’ll jump out of a plane, but won’t tie a cord to my legs and then jump. Nup. Not a chance in HELL.
Gone to a drive-in MOVIE ✔ The last time was to see ‘Herbie Goes Bananas’. I would have been around four and remember a human sized banana dancing out the front as we drove in. I was wearing my pyjamas, too.
Done something that could have killed you ✔ Let me count the ways … drugs, for one. I am still genuinely shocked that I am not dead.
Done something that you will regret for the rest of your life ⊗ No regrets, just lessons.
Rode an elephant ⊗ I don’t know if I could because I love elephants SO hard.
Rode a camel ⊗
Eaten just cookies or cake or ice cream for dinner ✔ Is this some sort of trick question?
Been on TV ✔ Quite a lot as a kid with the whole CF thing.
Stolen any traffic signs ⊗ I suddenly feel cheated. And now I can’t afford to get a conviction because I work for the government.
Been in a car crash ✔✔ Both were minor, but here’s the kicker – the second was with an unmarked police car the day I found out I had to have a transplant. Top day that was …
Stayed in hospital ✔✔✔✔ WHERE DO I EVEN START WITH THIS.
Donated blood ⊗ I can’t because of all the mad medication I’m on for transplant. I so wish I could.
Had to pay a fine in the past 12 months ✔ Fuck you, Brisbane Shitty Council.
Gotten a piercing ✔ My nose when I was 19, not long after I got my first tattoo. My excuse is that I was in Byron Bay.
Gotten a Tattoo ✔ ✔ I’ve never felt regretsy about either of them.
Ever driven an automatic car ✔ Yep, but I’m a manual maven. Real chicks drive sticks, or something.
Ever owned your dream car ✔
Been Married ⊗
Fell in love ✔ Oh my giddy aunt. Madly, passionately and all consuming love? Oh, yes.
Fell out of love ✔ It was awful, for both of us. The guilt was almost insurmountable.
Paid for a stranger’s meal ⊗ I can’t believe I’ve never done this #2016goals
Driven over 100kph ✔ If there’s anyone who has access to a track, I can bring a ’71 E-Type to the table. And yes, it’s a V12.
Worked in a pub ⊗ I’m guessing drinking one out of whiskey and being *asked to leave* doesn’t count?
Been scuba diving ⊗ I’m claustrophobic. But I’ve snorkeled in Vanuatu and I loved it because I could, you know, GET UP FOR AIR. Scuba diving would terrify me.
Walked on burning coals ⊗ I have no desire to have skin grafts on my feet. I’ve already had them taken from my inner thigh when I had my cuntostomy, so NO.
Eaten snails ⊗ Clearly, I haven’t lived.
Swam with dolphins ⊗ ⊗ ⊗ ⊗ ACHTUNG and fuck to the NO. It’s called animal cruelty. Go and watch Blackfish.
Swam with sharks ⊗ See above.
Lived on your own ✔ Yes. It’s called HEAVEN.
Performed on a stage ✔ I used to. All. The. Fucking. Time. I miss it. I mourn it.