One of the things I didn't know was involved in the reissue of Ben 3.0, new and improved, was finishing the magnificent achievement of becoming a...
...a...
HOLY SHIT.
Pilot.
What was that song? Oh yes. She's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come and he...well, he's here.
I got a lovely New Year's celebration last night. From thousands of feet in the air. Reverse fireworks, looking DOWN. Ben finally recertified and flying the plane. At night, which is IN THE DARK, which is a whole other ballgame than Ben being in control any other time.
It was terrifying.
I will never live it down.
But secretly it was so fun I would like to do it again.
I need to buy some Depends first. Since this princess is a little 'fraidy cat and can't handle Piper planes that bump and dip and shudder and freak her out. And as much as everyone is embarking on this magnificent, multi-year effort to make her love the sky as much as she loves the sea? She's incredibly slow to warm up.
But you knew that already.
Makes for a very good start to 2009, though.
