When I grow up...

I want to visit Europe and maybe even live there.
I want to learn to sail and to surf.
Oddly enough, I want a non-fatal, non-maiming shark bite.
I want to sing, just once, in front of a crowd of 10,000 or more.
I want to ride an elephant.
I want to move back to the South and live in a big house with a wrap-around porch and big oak and magnolia trees.
I want to buy my mama the house of her dreams.
And I want to drive a race car.
I do not want skin cancer.

(This is from my About Me section, I really wanted to save it.)