*Travel to Ireland And I don't mean take a two week vacation. I'd like to spend at least a few months there. Take a long walking tour. Long enough to see the touristy stuff and then two or three months longer. I want to stay long enough to have wee bit of the brogue when I finally come home. Maybe I'll fall in love with a lovely redheaded Irish lass and just stay. Either way, I'd like to take a short detour and see London as well.
*Attend the Michael Buble Christmas Special I've already seen him live (though I was sick as a dog and missed part of his finale because I was ralphing up my dinner). So I'd like to see him without the regurgitation. And he just seems to be this generation's Mr. Christmas. His specials are that perfect combination of old time schmaltz and beautiful holiday music. And since it's usually recorded in NYC, I can see all the beautiful decorations. Assuming it's even recorded at Christmas time. Maybe I'll see the beautiful colors of the trees in Central Park. I don't care. Either one would make me happy.
*Make my living as an author I would be more than happy to be a million seller, but I'd settle for writing books that sell in the thousands. Enough to be independent and not have to do anything else but write. Of course, that'll happen either way when I retire from teaching, but if I'm going to live in Ireland for three or four months and then visit London, I might need to do this as more than a hobby. Last year when I did my taxes and figured up income and expenses, I basically broke even. That's not exactly what I'm going for.
You know what? I think that's it. Like I said, I'm a pretty happy guy. I have a great place to live and friends and family that love me just the way I am and two jobs that give me immense satisfaction. To top it all off, I don't owe anybody a dime and have enough money to put some away every month. So what more could I want? Oh, I know! I'd like to have six pack abs instead of this keg I'm carrying around. Yeah, I'll do that right after I get back from Ireland.