....crashing to a fiery death.
I'm glad that we talked this over!!!
You'll be OK. Just don't expect any peanuts or anything.
HOLY COW! I'm more afraid of that poor dog in the picture! Just think of the possible outcome of that dog while you are flying and you should be good. If not, I've got some happy flyer pills....do you want some?
Hey! I thought you said you destroyed those negatives of me and my puppy after the horrible accident! What the heck?! You'll be fine on your trip. You'll be too excited to get there and see all of the fabric!
Just go to your happy place - think of all the fabric you are going to see and touch and feel. Breathe in.Breathe out.
LMAO at all the comments and the blog! I love "Go to your happy place"
Cute post poor puppy. I hate flying too..Have a fun safe trip!!
Jana, have a blast on your trip! Take extra Kleenex (for meeting your idols), relax with a Diet Coke, and just remember the the "crash position"!
I think I'm more afraid of having my zipper down or my skirt tucked into my underwear in a public place than I am afraid of the plane crashing. ;)
Makes you wonder why they call the airport building the "terminal" doesn't it?!(Re CV goodies - I only put yours in the post yesterday, so we are as bad as each other - sister!!)
I love the photo of the little doggie-- I feel like that dog sometimes!Thanks for stopping by my blog-- its fun to make new blogging friends! Come back! ya hear?!?!
Fear is something that seems to grow worse the older you get, I find. You also start thinking about it once you become a parent. When you are very young you do not think about dying at all. You are invincible. I always tell my kids that your mind is powerful enough to overcome anything. And then I admit a fear of heights and they ask me why I cannot overcome this with my powerful mind? Bummer when they get older and ask sticky questions!
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