Good morning all, It's Saturday again. I love weekends. And it is finally cool here. I love drinking my tea outside on the patio in the morning and enjoy the cool weather.

Since I am finished all the squaring up on my previous project and it has to sit until my friend and I can get together to sew the top together, I think I will either quilt a friends quilt today or maybe piece the log cabin top together. I'm not sure. I will be in the sewing room today though.

I wasn't going to go here today but I just can't help myself. I have to talk about it. On another subject, and I know some of you will think I'm crazy, but my husband's boss asked him yesterday if he would consider flying to Oregon for a 4 hour class to learn some technical stuff for the job. This is the first time my husband has been asked to fly to anywhere for work. It is usually someone else in the shop that goes but this person could not go for whatever reason so my hubby was asked. He wants to go and I said great but, he would like me to go with him (only if I want to).
You must understand that I have NEVER flown before and had NEVER planned on flying in my lifetime. I am afraid no, I AM AFRAID! to fly. Also, this is a 4 hour class which means he will fly up one day take the class the next and fly home on the next day. That is three days, two of which are flying. I would be sitting in a hotel room for half a day in a strange city, with nothing to do and we would only have one evening to sight see together (if you knew me you would know that I would never venture out on my own in a strange place. I have just started in the past5 years or so to drive farther than my neighborhood, that's a whole other story for another day).

Now here it is--I told him no. I don't think I want to go. He is ok with this. He just thought that it might be my chance to fly and get over my fear. If we were going on a longer trip where I could work up my courage to make it worth while I would consider it, but for this short trip, it is just too much-right?. Did I mention I live in south Louisiana. It is not a short flight to Oregon. There would be layovers in other cities not to mention I HAVE NEVER FLOWN BEFORE! I know nothing about airports and checking luggage etc. I know I sound awful. Like a big baby about this, but that is the way it is, the way I have always been. I must sound pretty pathetic to some of you. But my fear of flying is REAL! The thing is I feel guilty now. (By the way, my husband has flown once in his lifetime--to Hawaii--in his senior year on a chorus competition). He figured we could do this together. I know he understands and he is fine with going alone, but I wonder if I'm missing an opportunity.

Does anyone know where I'm coming from? Any advice? Should I swallow my fear and try to go? If I do would I make him miserable the whole trip? What if I get sick on the plane? Did I mention that I am of large frame and worried that I won't fit in the seats? These are real questions for me. Boy, I am so insecure-Huh? If I didn't think about it at all and was more adventurous I would have said yes in a nano-second and jumped on that plane and had a blast-right? He even looked on the computer and found a quilt showing in the city where we will be during the stay there. He thought of me. As is his usual. I think I will go and boo-hoo in a dark corner and feel sorry for my self some more and then buck up and figure this out.

Did I scare anyone off? If you are still with me after all of this you must know that on a daily basis I'm not usually like this. I overcame all of this (HA). It is just that for me this is big stuff. I'll figure it out and tomorrow I'll be back to the regular, on the surface, easy stuff. Until then...

This is the site where I found the picture above (had some tips about flying also. http://www.democracyctr.org/blog/2007/05/airplanes-and-airports.html


Quilt til your arm falls off...