Happy Birthday to me...belated

Well, I found some pants that fit and 

we used a gift card that we got from a Christmas gift-exchange 

(yeah for the dice game!).  

Fogo De Chau!  

oh yum...if you haven't been, find a good excuse to go!

So, the story is that Roger is MR. "Safety First" and

tends to be more cautious than me.

I'm not crazy nor am I a dare-devil, but it is on my bucket list to learn to fly an airplane.

For those of you who know me well and you did not know this, 

that's because it's always just been there in my mind and not something to really grasp.

So, now that you know these two things, it was just as much of a surprise to ME that Roger bought me a flying lesson for my birthday.

I am so excited!  I get to have a day lesson on land and then get up in an airplane.  I get to be at the controls (somewhat) and see what it's like.

Roger still doesn't think he'll let me go as far as getting a license and/or get my own airplane...

he said he wouldn't fly with me...nor would my kids.

But here's my argument:

NORMAL people fly airplanes everyday!

normal everyday people perform surgery EVERYDAY too!

Aren't I normal?  or at least capable of LEARNING, getting TRAINING, ETC...

Heck, maybe he'll let me become a doctor instead!  :-)

It's the salesman who goes to work everyday knowing he'll be rejected 86 times before an appointment is set and a sale may be possible...he's the NOT normal one.

:-)

So, I will learn to fly, but I will add it to my list of "dreams" to one day have a license and, if my salesman makes enough money one day...I just may have my own plane!

I just won't hold my breath...