MY 'ANTI-BUCKET' LIST.

Having completed my Bucket List way back in October last year (grief, was it really that long ago?) I was super excited to read this post over at the Musings Of A Bookish Kitty blog almost a year to the day.

• Never to have to run away from zombies
• Never give a speech in an auditorium full of people
• Never get over my love of reading
• Never NOT cry when I really read a good book ...

Do you know all of these and the rest of the 'Never's' on the Literary Feline's Anti-Bucket list would easily make my list

That's right, an .....

Anti-Bucket List

- The things you hope NEVER to do before you die.

So, without further ado, here's my list. A list that like the Literary Kitten's could of course include the 'big' things - I hope to never have to tell Mr T that 'Carrot' has grown/become cancerous, I hope to never have to see the rise of fascism or fur coats become as fashionable as they once were ... you know the sort of thing -  but I'm also going to keep it light.

• I hope to never see Eeyore friendless. Never has a more true word been said on FaceBook than the cartoon that says something along the lines that though clinically depressed Eeyore stills gets invited to join in things by his friends who never expect him to pretend to feel happy or change.
• I hope to never buy peanut and jelly in the same jar. Now unlike many of my fellow Brits (Mr T included) I'm not averse to peanut and jam sandwiches BUT already mixed together .... in the same jar? I'm sorry but its just soooo wrong.
• I hope I never consider Edward a proper vampire. Much as I enjoyed the Twilight books I'm afraid vampires who, far from turning into a pile of ash should they go out in daylight, positively sparkle as if ever covered in diamonds aren't proper vampires.
• Whether it be of the religious kind, the zombie kind or indeed any other kind I hope to never have to deal with an apocalypse (or at least not one I knew was coming). Organised to the point of being anal about it, renowned for writing lists to organise lists, I'm afraid chances are I'd be dead/eaten before I'd finished my list of things needing done in order to survive such an event.
• I hope to never read of an evil, badly face-painted hedgehog on a killing spree. Not as silly as it might sound, after all how many of us never saw clowns in quite the same way after reading Stephen King's It?
• I hope to never appear in a newspaper as one of those dumb thieves (you know the kind I mean) who regularly feature in my Media Monday posts.

What about you, what would make it onto your Anti-Bucket List?