Goal #2 - Branch Out Like an Oak Tree

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This again, was one of our crazy New Year's Resolution.  When this first came around (I believe 2005 or 2006) New Year's Eve, I may have over done it by moving to North Carolina.  Here are a few of my branching out goals:

1.  Learn to paddle board and do it well.  

2.  Branch my self out to freaking Nashville sometime this year even if I have to go alone.  It's a bucket list item that has freaking get crossed off.  

3.  Take a random class.  The more random the more oak tree-ish it is.  This could also help me become more like an Oompa Loompa.  

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