Now I'm not sure if you all know I'm a crap flier. Claustrophobic at best, wanting to get off the plane when over Atlantic Ocean for example. " Excuse me, I'd like off get off the plane now" has been said by me. Hopefully none of you were on that flight.
But it is time to get out of my comfort zone so I have booked a flight to Florida to visit my dear friend Susan. She offers much in the way of succor: 3 dogs, delicious meals, a wicked sense of humor and facial appointments.
Next Saturday, the 2nd of March, I'll be off with my carry on and my xanax.
I'll be back March 5 with smooth skin and perhaps a hint of color.
I'll start with a 2and a 1/2 hour flight and if successful, longer distances beckon.
If not successful you'll see me on the news.
The Universe must have something big in store for me.
I'm trying to meet it half way.
(And to keep all of you entertained).
Do you know what my New Year's resolution was? Did I tell you?
It was to say "yes" more often.
Dammit. What ever happened to drink more water?
Go to the gym 3 times a week?
Eat more greens?
Ah well, onward and upwards people.