Flying? Yeah, hate it!

I am not a big fan of flying. Anyone who knows me, knows that. It is not bad enough that I don't fly. I flew all the time when my mom was sick But these days, I do try to avoid it as much as possible. On the other hand, I am a firm believer that the more you do something you fear the better it will be.

I can tell you my issue with it. I have no control. 'Cause you know planes just plummet out of the sky. When I fly, I HAVE to sit next to a window. I need to be able to see something out the window. Whether that be the ground or the tops of the clouds. I need to see my impending doom, I guess. This becomes a challenge when flying with my daughter who wants the shade down.

I have to tell you my "worst" flying story.......... We were headed to Rochester, NY for Christmas several years ago. Flying up north in the winter can be a challenge. We had flown into Philly which is not typical. Anyhow, our landing was very bumpy. Very windy and only going to get worse. See, I always know the weather when and where I am flying.

So it's bad enough that we will be flying a prop plane, but our crew sits next to me in the gate area. The pilot is very busy trying to find a safe route, a tidbit I overhear. So our plane arrives and I watch as our pilot goes out to talk to pilot who landed. Can't hear anything, but watch as one uses the iffy hand gesture while the other crosses his fingers.

At this point I figure we are going to die... just then Sean yells, Hey, look Santa. and there is Santa, who is taking pictures. I pose with my daughter with the thought that this is the last picture I will ever take.
Well, we survived, although I couldn't see anything out the window, and I clung to the armrest until I was white knuckled. Our luggage did not come with us due to the weather. But we were there alive, Yeah. Why this now? Getting ready to fly this weekend. Low Key. That's what I'm hoping for. But you never know................ and those of you who say,"just take something". Yeah, I am watching my kid....cause my husband, well ya never know when he might not be available..........that's another plane story.

In search of.....

So now that my child is at the age where she can go off down the street and spend the afternoon with her friends, I have a great deal of time on my hands, especially in the summer. So I have decided to try and find a hobby or something that I have passion for aside from work and my family. Something that says, "That's Me". So my first attempt actually started a few years ago was quilting. I took a class and made a quilt which I thought was ok.... take a look:Then I tried one on my own..... and while I felt a great sense of accomplishment, I wasn't super excited to try another one right away.

Well, my next thought was glass mosaic. As I do with most things I jump on the internet and 1. looked for a class nearby, and 2. start buying all the things I need. So I was just about to push the "Purchase" button when I changed my mind. I thought, "You know, look around you and what is it that you like to do, but could learn more about and it wouldn't cost a whole lot? The first thing that popped in my head was photography, Digital Photography. So I went back online and found a place to learn more, Digital Photography School , and began to read and then experiment. Here are some of my attempts.... feel free to post tips. Please note that I do not have a fancy digital camera (YET) just a Canon PowerShot.

So, the last two I took before I wanted to delve further.. thought they were great shots!

Back Again

Thought I would try this again... I still have a hard time thinking anyone will want to read what I have to say, and maybe that is not the point. So, I guess I need to think about a specific topic? No, I think that I will write about my interpretation of the world around me.

Today my thoughts revolve around people in our lives. I have a bad habit of putting people in my lives in groups. Well, putting is the wrong word. My life consists of groups of people which I am sure most people have. However, my groups tend to be very isolated from each other. Very rarely, do the groups intersect, and it is not uncommon for an entire group to leave my life at once. I am a firm believer that people come into our lives for reasons and in my case stay until that reason is no longer. Or maybe it's just a rationalization for people leaving. I don't know.

What I do know is that if given the choice to reconnect with people from my past, there are a chosen few with whom I would want to recreate a connection, a real friendship. You are probably thinking, "probably with those who just drifted apart" That is actually not the case. Facebook has allowed me to reconnect with many old acquaintances. But the beauty is I can choose who to establish a deeper friendship with, if they are willing.