Tuesday, May 20, 2008

The Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Yes, I know, the title of this post is a little dramatic. OK, pathetic. I've heard that some of you think I'm in Alabama learning to fly helicopters for the Army. Well, that was the plan, but the Idaho National Guard had other ideas--they wouldn't approve my age waiver. So my quest is officially over. My enlistment is done in January '09, and I'll serve out my time and move on. I knew going into it that my chances of being accepted to flight school were extraordinarily slim, but it was worth it to me to give it one last try. And I did take some private flight lessons, so at least I can say that I've flown a helicopter, and I can be at peace knowing that I gave it my best shot. Hmmm. Somehow the satisfaction which that statement is supposed to provide is escaping me at the moment.


Jayna Shaye said...

I would call you a Drama Queen, but I know how devastating it can be when things don't work out the way they should.

I, for one, am glad you aren't in Alabama flying helicopters. I mean - come on - who would cook the burgers at my surprise parties?!!!

Anonymous said...

Jayna beat me to it babe. Sometimes drama has it's place. But not usually. In this case, you are granted to be somewhat dramatic. lyg. julie

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