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Nothing Finer than Living in North Caroliner
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Day 5 - Oprah in Australia

Shrimp on the Barbie cooked by Curtis the Australian Chef that was on the Apprentice! If you've been watching Oprah, she has outdone herself by taking her entire audience along with 198 Harpo employees to Australia.  Everything they say is bigger and better in Australia.  You've heard the commercials, Foster Beer that is served in an aluminum barrel.  Now that's a Knife Mate!! Day 2 consisted of traveling to Uluru to see the six mile red rock that juts out of the land for no apparent reason other than to say, I'm here!

It reminded me of when we traveled to the Grand Canyon last year.  You can see the pictures, the videos and the documentaries, but NOTHING describes the awesome canvas that God paints for us.  We don't have to go to Australia to get this same WOW factor.  We have natural wonders right here in America.  So for those of us who want to be like Gayle and Oprah, we have to make the time to go to our national parks.  It's simply the right thing to do for a number of reasons.  1.  It's our land and its very economical to visit.  No airfare for international travel, and tents are cheaper than hotels.  2.  We only are on this earth for a limited number of days, so when actually IS a good time?  So it's now or never.

After getting divorced over three years ago, I decided that after working for 20 something years, one, two and sometimes three jobs, that I was going to create a bucket list. The kids, my husband and the dog were always first. But I had to do the right thing for me. I wasn't getting any younger.

A bucket know, the things you want to do before you kick the bucket.  So I went on a hot air balloon ride and celebrated the landing with champagne, cheese and crackers.  I went to the Grand Canyon and dreamed of being able to paint.  We hosted not one but two foreign exchange students.  We went to the Blue Ridge Mountains and stayed in a log cabin for a week.  (Really roughin' it with a jacuzzi an all on the back porch.)  We saw the Whiffenpoofs sing acapella in concert in a tiny church in Savannah.  We climbed the tallest lighthouse in Ponce Inlet, Florida.  We saw over 300 manatees at once at Blue Springs.  We fed blue scrub jays by hand in Deland, Florida.  We went to the top of the Arch in St. Louis. We visited the Smithsonian in Washington, DC, along with the US Post Office, the Lincoln Memorial, the Jefferson Memorial, the Vietnam and World War II Memorial.  I visited the Jimmy Carter Presidential Library, Martin Luther King Center, and Coca Cola Museum in at Atlanta.  I ate beignets at Cafe du Monde in New Orleans, jumbalaya on Bourbon Street, and breakfast at Mothers. Most of these things were free or very reasonably priced.

I made time for me because I deserved it.  Nobody may understand this but it didn't matter.  Sometimes as mothers and women we have to put ourselves first.  So this year, I'm continuing the bucket list and plan to visit Zion National Park, Bryce Canyon and the Capital Reefs in Utah.  In a perfect world, I'd get to see a Duke vs North Carolina game at Duke...still wishing.

Although Australians may not understand my wish for watching basketball, they may not need to.  Their daily life is beauty in motion. The recipients of being at the end of God's paint brush. The aborigines of Uluru don't speak English but invited Oprah and the other sisters to a sacred ceremony only for women.  It had never been filmed before. They danced to the light of fire when all was dark and celebrated their sisterhood.  They painted  their bare chests like the indigenous men do but with a sense of modesty.  The women danced naked for their sisters, not pornographic, but acceptance of self. In darkness, the red rock of Uluru was hidden.  The Uluru women were sharing the moment with the American sisters and carrying the night torch as if saying ..."I'm here."

But what's right for you?  Do you dream of going somewhere, doing something, experiencing something, or just having that "moment"?  What are you waiting for, be like the red rock of it and say, "I'm here."

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