Pay Christopher Eccleston whatever it takes to get him to be Doctor Who again.
Have a cool exercise machine invented where I can use my computer while I exercise.
Put in one of those plunge pool things. And also? One of those pools that’s like a lane in a pool with water you have to swim against. Yes, that’s right. TWO pools. And maybe another pool just for swimming, with many many toys. HELL YEAH!
Fund the discovery of a cure for allergies (for me). And diabetes (for BDH).
ROAD TRIP! to Japan for beer and okonomiyaki. Possibly? Take in a sumo tournament.
Have a dance party with a bunch of three and four year olds.
Buy a very large place. Like, say, Texas. Make it into a state of the art animal sanctuary. And then Kelly can be the Imperial Grand Poobah and run it as she sees fit.
Fund Volleyball Canada and fund all its athletes indefinitely. And hire a team to run it and make it run like a well-oiled machine.
Pay someone else to clean the cat litter.
Have a dream house in Barbados. Near enough to Champers so we can eat there regularly.
Build a volleyball academy and start a volleyball club to play there.
Build a new facility for the Humane Society here in town, and make sure they have everything they need at all times.
Hire a personal trainer. OOH! And a massage therapist!
Bring back Sports Night and Firefly. With the original casts and staff. And fix those unfortunate Serenity cast *ahem* CHANGES. Accept no substitutions.
Get the best pogo stick in existence.
Have a place dedicated specifically to jumping on a pogo stick.
Find the ultimate sports bra. Buy many of them.
Buy the house of my dreams. With heated floors. In Nova Scotia. Without all these stairs, dammit.
Podcast these blogs instead of writing them.
Fund AIDS research and relief worldwide, but FIRST in Africa. Buy everyone who needs one a bed net. And then make poverty history.