The Super Power Post

    I think, as a kid, everyone chooses a super power they would want. It's only natural, with all the super hero comic books we grew up with!  I have to say that over the years, I've gone through a few different ones myself.


    The first one I wanted was the ability to fly. I used to run down the hill next to our house in Lake Peekskill so fast that it felt like I could take off. I would dream about that, running down the hill, and pushing off with both feet, up into the air. I would fly around the neighborhood, seeing all my friends.


    For the longest time, I just wanted to fly. But recently, I've been rethinking that choice. Especially since I'm really terrified of the dark. So I changed my mind about my super power. I want the abiliy to create light around me. Shoot light out of my hands, even.


    Then today, I asked my question on facebook. I got several interesting answers. But even asking the question made me think about it some more . I mean, it would really be cool to make light around me, but wouldn't it be more useful, given my phobia, to be able to see in the dark? Let's add heat sensing to that too.


    I would love to hear from my readers. Tell me what super power you would want, and why!  I look forward to reading your responses!

Fear of flying

   I have that. The first time I flew as an adult, we went to Florida. It was for a vacation at Disney World, and Jesse had a tournament there. We went with my mother-in-law, she had a friend who worked at Disney and got us a real deal on the rooms. I really loved the Coronado Springs Resort. 


    The very first time I flew was as a teenager. I flew back from Florida after visiting my Aunt and Uncle. That was a pleasant experience, there were so few passengers, I sat sideways with my legs across all the seats all the way back to NY. That wasn't horrible at all.


    Anyway, the flying. I hated it. It wasn't the flying itself, but the conditions in which I was flying that I hated. Those conditions included, but were not limited to, being condensed together with my fellow passengers like sardines. Unpleasant fellow passengers. Not being able to sit next to my Hubs. That was a really big deal for me. I was terrified, having not flown for a really long time.


       Lucky for me that when he got sent to Austin, Texas for training for work, he didn't use the company web site to book his flight. If he had, we would have had to fly separately. Different days, and everything. I told him if I couldn't fly with him, I wouldn't go. So he arranged it. He really is the best husband.


    The last time we flew, it was to Austin. It seems that every time I fly, the experience gets a little bit better. I still don't want to, but I will if I have to. Thank the Goddess for pharmaceuticals.


   P.S. Yesterday's post was my 600th! I just noticed that. I'm amazed. And thanks to all of you who read my adventures!