Sunday, August 15, 2010

Why Men Shouldn't Be Unsupervised

Ever since PJ and I have met he has talked about his love of airplanes.  To the point sometimes of making my eyes cross when explaining to me the difference between propeller and a wing. Really all I care about is that a plane will not get me to the crash sight first.  

There was a weekend when PJ was unsupervised. It was just him and Charlie hanging out. They were suppose to be doing yard work the entire time I was gone.

When I got home on Sunday PJ made a huge announcement

I've signed up for flight school! 

I was excited for him.
I knew he really wanted to get his pilots license and I thought this was fantastic! Then I went to this really great day dream while he was explaining all the details.

My daydream went a little like this.................

As usual, had I been listening instead of daydreaming about PJ flying me to antique shows, and fabulous shopping destinations in a luxury Learjet with all my BFF's I might have been a bit more prepared for the weeks that lay ahead of me.

First off I became a flying widow! 

PJ has been flying almost 7 nights a week and when he is home I have been gone with
Come Junk With Us business so we haven't seen much of each other.

Not to mention it's almost time for Omador's Landscape Marriage Counseling to come back out to our house.
So after some really long stressful weeks of too much on both our plates I said "you want me to go flying with you today?" 

Like a bar troll at closing time being asked to an after party he very excited said YES!

It was a beautiful day in the Pacific Northwest. You could not have asked for a more beautiful day. Clear, not a cloud in the sky.

Look at PJ doing all his pre-flight stuff. 

So professional!

Then PJ says "I'm going to need your weight!"

Me; What the hell for?

PJ: "for the paperwork, and it needs to be your real weight not whats on your drivers license."

Me: "I don't know, I've weight 125 since I was 16 years old"

PJ; "well then step on over here"

Now I'm thinking why in God's name is all this important when I'm about to get  on a luxury Learjet with staff?

I go with PJ..............

This is what he takes me over to.

Not a counter where I can sign up for what I'd like to be served for lunch or to drink on the flight but some damn scales!

This was horrible!  Who gets on scales before a luxury flight on a Learjet? 

Then as I was looking at PJ horrified, what do I see right next to the scales?

A vending machine!
What was in that vending machine RIGHT NEXT to the scales?

Oh wait it gets more annoying

So what kind of jackass puts a vending machine right next to scales?  A vending machine with all the things this little chubby girl loves! 
You know I love me some Hostess Products!
It was just wrong and this should have been my first indication that my beautiful daydream about flying was just that.  A freakin daydream!

So then it's out to the tarmac

This isn't a luxury Learjet!

WHAT? PJ's doing all his own pre-flight checks?
What about those guys in the coveralls?

That's PJ shoving me in the back seat.  Riding in this plane in the back seat was like riding in the back of a VW bug.

Getting things ready to go

PJ and Brian going over a few things
Brian is PJ's flight instructor.  It's possible that I might have babysat Brians FOLKS!
Yes, he looks that young!

The only thing I get to control while shoved in the back seat...
The air and reading lights
Here we go!



 Something a girl wants to keep handy!

What a beautiful day! This is approching Tacoma

Do we not live in one of the most beautiful places?

So I made it about 45 minutes before I was thinking I would like the window rolled down.

PJ did a fantastic job on take off, circling, and landing.  I don't know much about flying but I think he's pretty damn fantastic!

And then it was over!

Then we went for what pilots call the
$100 Hamburger

We ended our day with a  little lunch at Full Throttle Grill

If you are ever in the Auburn area by Emerald Downs I highly recommend this place.

It was a great day and it was nice to spend some time with PJ
I'm looking forward to more trips.

Let this be a warning to you when you say "I'll see you later today, have a good day Honey!"


Ormolulu said...

Do you think you'll have that LearJet by next year's Remnants of the Past Show? I see a *Timi Plane* in your future! Congrats to PJ . . . what a guy! The picture of you is just great (next best thing to being there). I'm still laughing . . . !


Monticello Staff said...

Joyce said;
Hey Timi! Gotta tell ya, I just read your post and I laughed out loud so hard, I had tears in my eyes! the customers walking by thought I was crazy! You crack me up! You are such a great story teller and the pictures to go along with it, make it even better. I can just hear it now, next year for the Farm Chicks, you'll be saying "Come Fly With US!" Hope you can make it down for our Fall Show in September. Would love to see you again. Happy flying! ~Joyce

Wanda @ Just Vintage said...

Oh, Timi! What a great sport you are! You brought back some memories. My dad wanted to learn to fly, so he took lessons. I was about 10 at the time. Momma protested. Absolutely did not want him to fly and absolutely would not go up with him. I'm the only person, besides his instructor to ever fly with him. He never got his license. Didn't care about that. He just wanted to learn to fly. And he did.

Tiffany ~ The Fancy Farmgirl said...

oh yeah, totally get this....try being married to a guy who owns his own plane...and not a learjet mind you!!! We are constantly wastingmoney on $100 hamburgers and motion sickness bags!!
see you tomorrow!
xoxo, T

Florence said...

You tell such a great story. Keep them coming. Florence

Miss Charity said...

How AWESOME!!!! PJ flying...what a big shot...good thing he's get'n this all taken care of, it won't be too long from now and you will be that famous Come Junk With Us gal who needs her own personal jet! Miss you friend, sounds like everything is going well and your having a great summer :)

Barbara said...

It sounds like a fun afternoon.
I'm not telling my husband or he'd be cryin' the blues!
I went flying with my former brother-in-law once in Chicago. It was awesome...we went over Lake Michigan and the edge of the city.
Talk to you soon,

Lisa Hilderbrand said...

No freakin' way! You are a good woman...



Shelly said...

My husband Karl was a pilot and aerial photogropher in those "glorified Pop Cans." Before we were married? He took me flying for the first time. Same thing,,,,"HOW MUCH to do you Weigh?" No really! A two seater with cameras........I had to confess...either that or risk NOT getting off the RUNWAY!

That first flight (sorry,,,I'm gonna cry a bit here) we went to Roche Harbor. He landed, we checked in and he proposed. One of my BESTEST memories ever. We got fogged in. But we made wedding plans...I was scared to death flying in that "pop can." But, I loved him.

You don't know me well enough to know that story. But, he'd fly,,,cut the engine, take pics. And restart the plane. Scared me to death. But,,he always said "you are safer in a plane than you are in a car." Sorry,,,,the Bastard....Okay the love of my life proved it. Died as a result of a car accident on Hwy 9.

Jay's smart. Enjoy your flights,,,it's the BEST!

Hugs and love and Congrats to your man! He's gonna SOAR!!!!

(Oh crap, I am sweaty, crying like a baby and smiling all at the same time!)

Uncovered Ruby said...

Oh Timi, you make me laugh! I love your stories...
I grew up flying with my Dad, so many good memories spent with my Dad. I love being in the air, it's still my dream to get my license and to teach my own kids to fly. If you ever have room for another passenger, let me know! Lisa ;-)

Beth E-R said...

All of this is hilarious and entertaining reading! My favorite part is your observation that you might have babysat the flight instructor's parents. Jay looks really happy - flying agrees with him.

Anonymous said...

Hi Timi
So I actually got to chat with you a bit last Saturday so as I am reading this story I can see your face and hear your voice as you tell the tale. I think you are a brave soul !! Flying is not my thing
I'm so glad I had a chance to say more than hi.
Hope to see you before Farm Chicks 2011

Curtains in My Tree said...

How funny. You described your flight to a tee. That is as scared as I was on my first flight in a small cessna, a very small plane. I guess all men go through this want to fly a plane thing. Next time will be more fun.

Thea said...

FUNNY!! I don't even know you and I'm laughing. :)

Leslie said...

That is awesome Timi. I bought my husband flying lessons a few years back ~ he still hasn't used them.
Happy Trails!!!!

adozeneggs said...

Oh my God Timi!! Was that totally scary??
Very exciting, you're lucky to have had the experience!1

{Bellamere Cottage} said...

HILARIOUS! And, I do believe I'd have needed that airsick bag.... YIKES!

Warm hugs,

Marilyn said...

How fun kind of!
The hamburger part looked fabulous :)
In case you were wondering, I'm not much of a flyer...

Tammy said...

You always crack me up! I love your humor. I liked the bit about the vending machine next to the scales. What the heck were they thinking?! It looked like you all had a wonderful day.