Posted in Festivals/Special Events, Home Town, It's Artistic/Creative, Random Acts of Kindness, State of Mind

#347 Get a Tattoo

I had thought about getting a tattoo on and off through the years. I couldn’t decide on what it would be or where I would have it. I knew it had to be something I wouldn’t regret or get tired of after a few years. I would look at tattoos of things I liked, teddy bears, turtles, ladybugs, and Celtic knot designs. Plus, there was the whole being stabbed with a needle. I get light headed just seeing a needle for blood work. Of course that could be the blood part. So, I would look at tattoos but not really plan for getting one myself.

A couple of years ago, as I was looking online, I came across this Wild Bills Tattoo place located in Roseville, California. There was information on a day that they would host a tattoo-a-thon and 100% of the cost of the tattoo would go to the UC Davis Children’s Hospital. I thought to myself, “Well if I do get a tattoo that is when I will do it and then I can say I got tattooed for the kids”. It was an awesome find. I put it in my calendar to remind myself about the tattoo-a-thon each February.

I think it took me another couple of years to work up the nerve to go for it and get that tattoo. In 2016, I decided on getting a shamrock (because I’m part Irish, and it’s for luck, and it’s cute) and started looking at different photos online to see what kind of design I wanted and where. I found a cute one where it was just an outline and the leaves also looked a bit like a heart, and it was on the wrist. I really liked that idea, then I would be able to see it. I showed my mom and told here I wanted to get this one but not to worry, it would be small. She liked it be was iffy that I would go through with it from seeing the needles and getting poked. I made my appointment for early that Saturday morning.

A friend said she would come with and check it out. She was thinking about getting a tattoo and wanted to see. We got to the place and had to wait a bit for one of the artists. When one came over, I showed him the photo of the shamrock tattoo I wanted and that it’d be a small one on the inside of my wrist. He said okay and went to sketch the design on the transfer paper. That was something I hadn’t realized they did but totally makes sense. That took a while and then he came back and we grabbed seats. Luckily it was near the waiting area and my friend could sit and watch.

The artist told me to relax my wrist and warned me that doing it there, my fingers might twitch. Whoah! What? I hadn’t thought about that, but with the nerves being right there. Something else to get nervous about. How much twitching would they do? Deep breath. He transferred the design on the wrist. It was a little larger then I was thinking, but didn’t look too bad. I had told him I wanted it in green, he suggested doing a green and black coloring. I figured he knew what he was talking about and said sure. He placed the needle over my wrist and started the process. It went up and down so fast that at times felt like it was slicing me like a knife. That is when I realized, tattooing is basically have people stab you on purpose and scar you. Usually we try not to leave scars if we get cut. hmmm.

It felt so uncomfortable, but so glad he was was fast, and that I got a simple enough design, that it was over pretty fast. My friend got a photo that perfectly summed up what I was feeling. I am glad she got it while I was getting tattooed. The artist finished up and went over the care for instructions and I was done. He told me what the cost of that size tattoo would be and I wrote a check for a little more for the donation to the hospital. Then got a sticker that said “I got tattooed for the kids”. I really wanted that sticker.

A friend that lived nearby messaged us to come over for brunch, so we did. We said there almost all day, just chatting away. Hope she didn’t mind. I waited until the tattoo was healed and took a photo to show it off while wine tasting at a winery. I think it turned out cute. Took a while to get used to the fact I have something permanent on my arm.

I don’t know if I will get anymore. I have thought about it now that it’s been some time. But then I look at that photo above of when I was getting this one and remember. I am not closing the door, but I am happy with this one.

Did it take a while for you to get a tattoo? Have you done someone like this where the money is for a benefit for children?

 

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Posted in Festivals/Special Events, Home Town, Sporty Chance/Heart Stopping Adventures, State of Mind

Participate in a Polar Bear Plunge

I’ve been wanting to do a new year’s day polar bear plunge for a few years now. I would look for ones around the area. They all seemed a bit far away, and the ones talked about on the news that day would be too late to go to.

my first attempt in 2010
In 2010, I tried jumping into the ocean. We happened to stop at Stinston Beach in Northern California and I thought about changing into my swim suit, but there was so many signs warning about sharks that I chickened out. I did stick the lower half of my legs in the water though. Hey, it was a start!

Second attempt in 2011
December 2011, I was looking at the different options, and most seemed to be beach jumps down in southern California. Then I came across a flyer online for a polar bear plunge in a community pool not to far away. The part that made me happy was that it going to happen in the middle of the day, not the morning. I posted to see if anyone else was interested and right away I got comments that I was crazy. Although one of my friends decided to consider it and asked if I really planned on going. I had started to waver with the fact it might be raining and the water was going to be about 48 degrees. Then I told her, you know, I keep looking at these kind of things to do and then it’s becomes too late to do them and I end up regretting not doing it. Plus, it is a jump, not a swim or anything. So why the heck not do it. They said there would warm showers, hot chocolate, and soup to warm back up.

With that response to her inquiry, she decided, why the heck not too. A couple of others did say okay while we were talking about it at a new year’s eve party. And a couple of the guys said that they would jump if I joined in the group drinking car bombs. I thought, that’s easy enough and did drink up. Of course that seemed to be our downfall for the rest of the evening.

The next day, we woke up with headaches and seeing that ground was wet from a rain shower and more grey clouds in the sky. But my friend and I were still determined to do this adventure. We got on our swim suits and sweats and blankets and headed out to the pool. As soon as we got into the parking lot, we were wondering if we would be the only adults as we were seeing lots of kids walk by with towels. But there were lots of friendly smiles and encouragement from others and there were other adults in the pool area.

Two other friends from the night before showed up and we started getting ready to plunge in the water. Lots of joking and wondering this really was a good idea. The sun came out and the day felt a little warmer. We got out of our sweats and lined up along the pool sides. There were almost enough people to line up on 3 sides. We counted down and took a huge jump and deep breathes and under the water we went. It definitely was a shock and right away was trying to find the top of the water. Then swimming for the edge of the pool and hopping out. Actually it did seem after the initial cold shock that it wasn’t too bad, but I didn’t really feel like staying in too long. One dad had said that his daughter had to be told to get out of the pool last year, she stayed in so long. Most of the other people jumped in and out just as fast as us. The two guys that jumped with me were saying that swimming a lap wouldn’t be too bad, but they were just as fast, if not faster on getting back out of the pool.

Here we are all excited to be doing this polar bear plunge

3, 2, 1…JUMP!

Thanks again Aaron Craig, Erica Scoggins, and Marty Crossley Jr. for joining me

There was also a slide that was open for people to use. A few kids decided they had to slide down. Marty and I decided to brave the water again and go on the slide. It was a very slow slide down into the water but fun. The outside air was quite warm after being in the pool.

We changed and found out that there were buttons to get saying we survived. We definitely wanted proof, besides photos, that we did a polar bear plunge. The other nice thing about this event was that it was a fundraiser for a youth scholarship.

We couldn’t find any hot showers, but we changed as fast as our cold hands would let us and headed out for a celebratory hot lunch. As we left, the clouds came back with sprinkles. I was glad to have gone and even more glad that I had some crazy friends to join me. I’m already looking forward to doing this again with more people.

Are you a Polar Bear Plunge survivor? Pool, lake, river, or ocean?

Posted in Generic Ones, Gift Giving, Learning Lessons/Research Discoveries, Random Acts of Kindness, State of Mind, Super Duper Easy

Be on a Bone Marrow Registry

Gotta tell you, sometimes I feel like I’m a dog who gets distracted by squirrels, food, and toys, when finding out about some amazing charities. Ones like Active 20-30 Club, Comfort Cases, Girls on the Run, and 916 Ink are JUST A FEW of the ones I love to keep an eye on and see how I might help. And I keep coming across neat non-profits all the time.

Recently heard a story on the national Nightly News about a guy taking a break from college to help his best friend whose cancer returned, and crossing things off his bucketlist. (right here in Citrus Heights, California) They had also created a non-profit called, Gamer’s Gift, that high schoolers run, whose goal it is to help different groups, such as kids in hospitals and seniors, anyone with restricted movements and promote well-being and positive spirits through the use of video games and other electronic media.

NOW, the story of these 2 friends mainly caught I ear because of the bucketlist, I love hearing and reading them. I wanted to see if they had a blog or something where they were posting about their adventures. Sure, enough they are on a few sites. Find, One List, One Life on Facebook.

The biggest reason I am writing about this is because of how much they encourage people to sign up to be on the bone marrow registry. I am already registered as an organ donor. Being on the bone marrow list scares me a little. The more I was thinking about it, the more I realized that is kind of silly. My being scared of needles, prevented me from going and donating blood for a long time. I was fine once I finally worked up my nerve to go try. I am still nervous and can’t watch the needle being inserted or look at the blood because I’d probably faint. But I have gone a couple of times now.

I decided to go ahead and sign up, get that cheek swab kit, send it back, and see what happens. I am a healthy person right now, if I can be a match and help someone, why not do so? It will take a little bit to work up my nerve to help if I get a call, because I know that probably means more needles. I just need to remind myself, I’m fine and I’d like someone else to be fine too and this is one way I can help.

You can sign up here

Posted in Festivals/Special Events, Generic Ones, Home Town, Learning Lessons/Research Discoveries, On This Day, State of Mind, Super Duper Easy

#1042 – Thank a Veteran

In November 1919, President Wilson proclaimed November 11 as the first commemoration of Armistice Day with the following words: “To us in America, the reflections of Armistice Day will be filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country’s service and with gratitude for the victory, both because of the thing from which it has freed us and because of the opportunity it has given America to show her sympathy with peace and justice in the councils of the nations…”(click here to read more on the history about Veteran’s Day)

I marked this item off the list last year, but I feel like it should have it’s own post stating that I do thank veteran’s from all the military branches that protect and defend the country I live in from harm. I would also like to extend thanks to all those that put their life on the line (police, firefighters, …..) This is one item we should definitely repeat, each and every day as well as really acknowledging it on the official holidays.

I’m including photos of those veterans in my family from the civil war to World War II.

Posted in Generic Ones, Gift Giving, Random Acts of Kindness, State of Mind, Super Duper Easy

#1348 Donate Blood

Lost Some of My Blood For A Good Cause!

Yesterday was my very first time donating blood and I am very proud of having done it. You might be asking why this is such a big deal, the answer is because it scares me alot. When I’ve heard of people donating blood in the past, I thought, oh good for them, no way would I do that.

As I came across more and more chances, I pondered and debated and became more and more tempted. When I got this most recent opportunity and I knew I couldn’t pass it up and at least go for the experience. As well as helping to save a life.

Got signed up for any appointment and as it got closer to the time I needed to be there, I was very close to backing out. But I decided to suck it up and go. I was very much hoping that they would end up telling me thanks for trying but we can’t use your blood. (because it would be anemic, i’d be to dehydrated for them to get to the veins, my veins would just not pop up, or the fact that I traveled out of the country the last 3 years would cause my blood to not be okay for use right then) They gave me the all clear after the initial questions and tests.

DARN IT. I would have to really do this. I know I was having a little panic attack. I didn’t want to have a needle be stuck in me and I REALLY didn’t want to see any blood. I have no idea why I should be panicking about it. You lay down, hold out your arm and they do all the work really. You just are there to give up a pint of blood in a pretty comfortable way.

It’s a good thing those nurses are funny and easy to talk to. I might have sat down and then jumped up and said, nope can’t do this. I felt that pinch and stayed still. When it was done, I went to the front of the bus and enjoyed some goldfish as I crossed my fingers I wouldn’t faint. There was a couple of times I was younger and went with my mom and sis, my mom went to get blood drawn. My sis watched, I didn’t. But I still got light headed and very white as we walked out. Enough so that I had to quickly sit down for a few minutes. And that was what I was worried would happen here. But I sat and listened to the them joke to the 2 guys getting their blood drawn out.

I asked for a photo and they offered to have me hold a bag of blood. I declined on that part. I know it’s much needed but I don’t know if I could do this again. I would have to pump myself up and keep repeating, it’s okay, there’s nothing to it. It is only about 20 minutes of your time, so if you can do it, i’d suggest you do and help those that need it.

Have you donated?

Posted in Requires Travel, Sporty Chance/Heart Stopping Adventures, State of Mind

#21 Kiss the Blarney Stone

Can’t believe it’s been 6 years since my mom, sis, and I went on an adventure to Ireland. (year 2010) It had always been a dream of my mom to visit the land of her ancestors. All three of us were able to find time to get away together and go for about 2 weeks traveling all around the lower half of Ireland. Seeing as much of the different sites as we could cram in. One of our stops was visiting the city of Cork and the Blarney Stone.

I hadn’t realized that the Blarney Stone was located in a tower in a park. We were very fortunate to have a gps device that helped us find it on the outskirts of Cork. It was very beautiful. We walked up to the tower and found out that there lots of steps in a narrow staircase to get to the top. My mom wasn’t sure if she wanted to go up, but we convinced her to give it a try.Ireland Blarney Stone 4Then it was a walk along the wall to the other side to get to the stone. That’s when I learned another thing about the stone. In order to kiss it, one had to get on their back, lean over an empty space that had no safety net, and lean backward to kiss the stone. There were hand rails to hold onto and a guy that helped hold onto you and that was all for stopping one from falling through the hole.Ireland Blarney Stone 5But, we were there and it was a “bucket list thing to do” so I gathered up my courage and got a good hold on those rails. I scooted further and further until only my legs were on the walkway and had to lean further backward than I thought to kiss it. I touched my lips to the stone very lightly and quickly so I can get back upright and away from the empty space as soon as possible.

Ireland Blarney Stone 6
me
my sis
my sis

It was scary, but fun. I don’t know if i received the gift of gab that the legend says you’d get for kissing the stone. But I have become more outspoken and do try to talk to people I don’t really know, so maybe it worked.

Ireland Blarney Stone 3If you’ve kissed the Blarney Stone, what was your experience? And have you become more chatty?

 

Posted in Learning Lessons/Research Discoveries, State of Mind, Super Duper Easy

#6 Stop Making New Year’s Resolutions

No New ResolutionsWhat does a “resolution” really mean? According to Merriam Webster’s Dictionary it has lots of different meanings, but the part that probably matters for this subject is that it; “is the act of answering, the act of determining, something that is resolved (made a – to mend my ways)”. Taking a close look at the word and definition shows me that it doesn’t really fit what people mean for it to be at the beginning of each year. I guess they are determining what they want to do for the next calendar year, but should it really be labeled a “resolution”?

I have stopped making New Year’s resolutions and started making goals for that year. Planning a trip or two and continuing some goals that I have to keep improving myself, such as working on a healthy and fit lifestyle & keeping life interesting. I think that is a much better way to welcome in the new year, you have a whole 12 months to schedule and plan and have fun with.

heartI recently saw this cartoon from The Awkward Yeti that also shows why one should stop making resolutions. It has an argument supporting both sides, but I liked the brain telling the heart that it’s really just another day of the year. No reason to treat it as something new. But just like sometimes it’s fun to have a start date for a something to work on; the first of the year, the first of the month, even the first of the week helps make it fun to celebrate. To note that on THIS DAY I’ll begin this journey to completing that goal or project.

Do you keep making New Year’s Resolutions? Have you stopped? Do you treat the New Year as a start for a goal or treat it as just another day?

Posted in Generic Ones, State of Mind, Super Duper Easy

#5 Decide on a favorite color and a lucky number

People’s favorite color and lucky number might change often throughout their life.  The fact that most people do enjoy a certain color and number makes this an easy item that can be check off the list.

my favorite color is: GREEN (not counting yucky shades of green)
my lucky number (or a number I really like): 23

See, even my car is apple green!
See, even my car is apple green!

So, what’s yours?

Posted in Learning Lessons/Research Discoveries, Looking Forward to, Reading Materials, State of Mind, Super Duper Easy

#4 Buy This Book! (2001 Things to Do)

2,001 Things to Do Before You Die by Dane Sherwood

This was listed on the last page of the book. My opinion is that this should have been the first thing you see.  I was browsing around the book store one day and saw this on one of the center tables that show off best sellers and random books. The “things to do before you die” grabbed my interest and I started browsing through it.

2001 Things to Do Book

My goal is to use this as inspiration to do new things. Or old things and find the photos and write a post. If I can’t find photos, maybe I will redo the experience. There are some that will make me ponder with deep thoughts. And I know there are some that no way I will be doing that item. No matter what, books like this one help change up that daily routine. There are plenty of simple, little, or big items that one can do to keep life from getting boring.

Have you bought this book? Send any recommendations of other books like this. 

Posted in On This Day, Requires Travel, State of Mind

On This Day: #3 Visit the Location where JFK was shot (Texas)

53 years ago (November 22, 1963) President John F. Kennedy was assassinated as he rode in a motorcade through Dealey Plaza in downtown Dallas, Texas.

Standing next to that spot just 3 days ago, pondering the civil rights and other changes he was able to get done was an amazing experience. Wish he had the chance to do more. I had thought we came a long way from those days and I would often tell my mom I couldn’t imagine how it was, sadly I think I that although laws have changed, people still have bitter attitudes.

I did not know the Sixth Floor Museum was the building where the shooter took aim at Kennedy. It was interesting to relearn and discover new info on his presidency and that fateful Dallas trip.

He had so many great speeches and quotes, I like this one a lot right now: “Let us not seek the Republican answer or the Democratic answer, but the right answer. Let us not seek to fix the blame for the past. Let us accept our own responsibility for the future.” – JFK

Posted in Generic Ones, Learning Lessons/Research Discoveries, On This Day, Reading Materials, State of Mind, Super Duper Easy

On This Day: #1 Read or listen closely to “I Have a Dream”

I originally had this already checked off the list.  I did some school project (probably a few times) with the “I have a dream” speech.

However, the nation is celebrating the 50 year anniversary of when Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.  marched for civil rights in Washington D.C. and gave this speech.  So, I think it is fitting that it gets it’s own post on the day of.

I’m white (I admit it) and you might say the civil rights he was talking about didn’t affect me.  But I would say back to you that it HAS affected me.  I have grown up in a world where there is integration of races (even of sexes) in so many parts of my life.  I watch those old movies and history documentaries and cannot even begin to imagine how weird it would be to be surrounded with only other whites (and mainly females).  If I think hard about it, I could list all the things I that might be different nowadays if the way things were back then hadn’t changed.

I know there are still places that might be unchanged, but not where I am and not in the many places I’ve been to.

And you have to admit, his speech is pretty universal and touches the nerve to all.

My final thought as I listen to this speech on the day it first was spoken 50 years before; having  President Obama speak it and show history how far we’ve come in our cultural prejudices is pretty darn neat.