Thanks to my good friend Julee, an old relationship with Bill Me Later, and her Grand Parents' 60th Anniversary, I'm flying to Green Bay the end of this month. Well, I'm planning on it. My last plane ride was somewhat eventful... I cried from Shreveport to Dallas, and from Dallas to home, I was drunk. YES, I got drunk, That kept me sane from Dallas to Ontario.I don't recommend this as an efficient way to overcome fears. Paul REALLY didn't want me to rent a car in Dallas and drive home, Daughter and Grand Baby in tow. On a previous flight, I stood up as the plane began to taxi and informed the attendant that I had changed my mind! The look that came over her face scared me more than the prospect of dying at 20 million feet in the air or worse and when she told me to sit DOWN, I did.
This was before the tragic events of 9/11 and after that day, I NEVER even considered flying again. I tend to get airsick when driving past an airport. Once, in May of 2002, I had to RESTRAIN MYSELF from running down that connection to the plane from the terminal to stop Lndsey from taking Makayla to Shreveport on a plane.. It was that little wave Mick gave me at the end that did it.. Caused me to almost create havoc at Ontario Airport that day.
My beloved Sister in Law is going to Germany next week. She's brave. I worry about her but know the odds are with her. I try NEVER to put my head into the reality of sitting at the airport waiting to board the plane.. OK FREAKING OUT HERE.
I thought about this trip yesterday, or it HIT me and I thought, OH HELL NO! I'm driving! But the tickets are paid for and I can't do that to Julee.. or can I? NO I CAN'T. I can't afford the gas, and probably couldn't stay awake that long and healthwise, it probably wouldn't be a good idea. You see, the tickets were purchased in Mid July, when September was so far away, it wasn't likely to EVER get here.. You know..
Certainly, bases on some statistic somewhere, my risk of another heart attack, this time fatal, is much higher than something awful happening on my flight.. I wonder.. YES I'd rather face another heart attack. But Julee is SO one of those people I speak of when I say I stand on the shoulders of the ones I love, to glimpse heaven. I can't miss this week... AND, I MUST be able to tell Rob & Ricky that I, ME, MOM, GRAN attended a tailgate Party at Lambo field!!! My timing is poor and I am leaving on game day, so just the tail gate party will be possible. My hope is that I may have too much to drink at the tail gate party and the ride home will be fine!
BUT, Worry NOT dear friend, I will not disappoint you! I will NOT waste your money! I will NOT let you down! Dear family, I will also really try not to destroy our some what uncommon last name during the flight!
Yeah and I was trying to buy tickets last month to HAWAII.. OVER AN OCEAN?! Yeah right.
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