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Realistic Winter Bucketlist

Every year I have many plans for winter, but never complete them, so this year I have a realistic winter bucket list accompanied with my unrealistic bucket list to the left.
  • Go to the Zoo lights with Friends: See friends got to Zoo lights on Instagram
  • Go to the Denver Botanical Gardens Blossoms of Light: See friends go to Blossoms of Light on Instagram.
  • Play in Snow: Trudge through Snow.
  • Sled: Whine because snow got in my boots.
  • Ski: Look at ski clothing online.
  • Go to Aspen: Plan trip to Aspen, but not go.
  • Go to Crested Butte: Ask and ask dad, but be denied because he doesn't want to be cold.
  • Have Birthday in Crested Butte: Have Birthday in Casa Bonita
  • Bake Cookies for Santa: Eat cookies for Santa.
  • Wrap presents perfectly: They will be Perfect.
  • Enjoy every moment: Whine because I didn't get the presents I wanted. 
  • Go to Christmas Eve Mass with all my loves!: Will Happen. 
  • Drive Lance to School: Be told I can never drive again. 
  • Watch lots of Christmas Movies: Watch Frozen and Jonah Hill movies on repeat.
  • Drink William-Sonoma Hot Chocolate: Drink Swiss Miss packets.
  • Decorate for Christmas: Bring out decor, leave out decor. 
  • Decorate the Christmas Tree with Family: Leave ornament boxes out for days in hopes we decorate.
  • Sing Christmas Carols: Annoy with Christmas Carols
  • Buy the perfect presents: Give out I-O-U's
  • Host a Poker Party: Play solitaire by myself.
  • Look at Christmas Lights: Argue while seeing sub par Christmas displays.
It's gonna be a great break! 


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