Things I Don't Tell My Mom Until After I Do Them

I know my mother very well.

I know her well enough to know that if I do something that she deems "dangerous," I shouldn't tell her until after I do it.

Yesterday was one of those instances. :)

My friend Josh is an experienced pilot and regularly flies a small plane for fun. He called me yesterday and mentioned that he had an empty seat and would love for me to join. I jumped at the chance and headed over to the Waco airport for a trip.

This is a Cessna 150, the two-seater plane Josh took me up in.

My trusty pilot, Josh "Danger" Ward. Yes, he really goes by that title.

Copilot Sar, with the window down (we didn't get too high so open windows are okay).

Baylor! You can see all the pretty brick buildings; that's campus. The biggest one that looks like an E on the bottom left, that's the Baylor Science Building.

A close-up of my building. My office is in the far right wing on the third floor. Beautiful, eh? One of the largest university science buildings in the US!

Josh let me fly the plane for a good 5 minutes. It was terrifying. I over-corrected a lot (planes are crazy scary), but I got a little used to it after a few minutes.

I've flown a plane, have you?

Gratitude Attitude #42 (I haven't done a GA since January! I need to fix that!): Friends that are willing to share their passions with me. Josh clearly loves to fly, but it was a ton of fun listening to him tell me what all the buttons, dials, and levers were for. He's extremely educated and was full of fun facts (and yes, I know the million dollar question that Bernie Cullen answered to win Who Wants to be a Millionaire). Thanks for the fun (yet terrifying) time, Josh!