FOLLOWING THE DREAM….
When last we met, I had given up my dream of riding a horse while balancing on my head.
Today, after much soul searching, I have found a new dream….I want to be a stunt pilot. I just know that I could learn to fly in four days, how hard could it be? The first thing I need to do is to go get myself a really fabulous pilot’s helmet…..they do wear helmet’s don’t they? It would have to be a helmet with a design of a really serious nature….something that would let everyone know that I am a member of a very tough group of pilots.. ..it would need to have wings, preferably something kind of feathery, like some kind of exotic bird.
I have played some video games and I almost always finish12th place…I think that shows that my reflexes and hand- eye coordination are really pretty good. Don’t they say that pilots practice flying by playing video flying games?
I want to have a black plane with a Palm Tree painted on it…in honor of El Guapo, a fellow blogger..Palm trees signify a “happy place”…soaring through the sky…twirling and diving most certainly must take a person to a happy place . Yes, twirling and diving, climbing then rolling and rolling toward the ground….then, up,up,up…loop-dee-loop, then rolling and rolling again…….(burp)….(I don’t feel so good)…WHERE’S THE HAPPY PLACE? WHERE’S THE HAPPY PLACE? ARE WE THERE YET????????
After some reflection I’ve decided to do something with a plane that flies in a straight line. I’m thinking that maybe I could do some ”wing-walking”….You know, like in the movies, where they climb out on the wing while the pilot flies the plane…..(I’m giving up on being the pilot…I feel that I am too active a person to just sit and turn a steering wheel….). ..in order to train for my new career, I am practicing climbing out of my car window and balancing on the hood of my car. ( DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!!)
I am having a hard time convincing Hubby to drive me up and down the driveway while I practice this, so for now..I crawl out of the car window and stand on the hood while the car is turned off. Five of my squirrel friends stand in front of the car and wave leaves at me really fast to simulate the wind rushing by me. I have gained a lot of confidence and have only fallen off the hood of the car eleven times. As soon as my new teeth are delivered and the stitches in my posterior are removed, I’m cleared for take-off…
I expect to be famous soon, for a number of reasons.