I jumped out of a perfectly good airplane!

Good weekend. Spent Thanksgiving weekend with the inlaws, brother and sister in laws, and their many minions. We had a great house, aside from no heat on our floor, and great weather. The first day was 75, following days were in the high 40s/ low 50s. The kids played with their cousins a lot so I actually participated in some adult conversation (felt kinda weird) and played some online poker (free wifi rocks!).

The best part though, was getting to sky dive. We had planned and attempted the trip 2 and a half years ago for Dan's 30th birthday. After we were geared up, the clouds rolled in and they canceled the jump. Since we were driving past the "airport" on the way home and Dan was as well, we met up to jump.

Yes, that's the runway!

We pulled into the row of RVs and dirt field that claims to be Laurel Airport Sunday afternoon to a brisk 50 degrees and light cloud cover. We got geared up, signed about 17 pages of waivers (I kid you not), and met the instructors.

30 min later we had had our 5 min. training and were boarding a two prop plane that looked straight off the cover of one of Jimmy Buffet's albums. I kissed Amy and the kids goodbye, and boarded.

We literally had to sit on each others laps as they crammed about 16 of us into the back of this plane, pulled down the mini garage door on the side, and took off (all in a matter of 3 minutes).

Uncomfortably squished between two dudes, I figured we were just about as high as we needed to be after 15 minutes. The instructor then informed us we were only halfway. He pulled my straps tight one more time and began attaching himself to me in ways that should be reserved for a dungeon. 10 minutes later a green light came on and we were at 13,000 ft, ready to plummet back to earth.

The dudes in the front, solo jumpers, pulled up the door, counted to three, and jumped out. Woosh, they were gone in a millisecond, swept away like cartoon characters. 2 tandem groups went after and then we waddled up to the door. Surprisingly I was not at all nervous about jumping. The only thing I was worried about was not beding my legs high enough in the air. I put my feet on the edge of the door, crossed my arms, and the instructor leaned us forward.

Before I knew it we were out the door and falling very very fast. I felt my ears bubbling and popping (I was a bit congested) and icicles forming on my face. The wind was rushing by so fast but it didn't really feel like falling, not like a roller coaster anyway. More like just going really fast straight down. We fell like that for over a minute and then he pulled the shoot.

We abruptly stopped and then floated from there down like a feather. The view was incredible. You could see the curvature of the earth in 360 degrees. It was so calm and peaceful after such a rapid decent. The instructor let me control for a bit and showed me how to put us into a 2 g spin (not very comfortable, I like my brain in my head). A few more minutes and we were ready to land. there was a big gravel pit that we flew into. It was about like sliding into first in baseball. I was on the ground and Marc didn't have to follow through on his offer to scrap me up if things didn't work out.


Cristy tagged me


A). Link to the person who tagged you and post the rules on your blog.

B). Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
1. My dream job would be to work on the Geek Squad.
2. I do the majority of my reading on the toilet.
3. I hate being around dogs.
4. I hated reading and avoided it like the plague until college.
5. I love all three CSIs for different reasons. CSI for quality TV, NY for quirkiness, and Miami for the hilarity of David Caruso's acting and how good it makes my HDTV look.
6. I'm needle phobic but getting tattoos doesn't bother me. The wiping and cleaning afterward does.
7. I get my back waxed at least 3 times a year.

C). Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
  • Every Wrong Move (Amy)

  • Jer Illuminated (Jeremy)

  • Dementation (Jen)

  • (Wry)

  • Open Vein (Belaja)

  • Ripzip-a-dee-doo-dah (Ripzip)

  • Todd's Hammer (Todd)

  • >
    D). Let each person know that they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.


    New Tattoo

    I finally got my new tattoo. I took Amy a few weeks ago to the same place we got our original tattoos 11 years go. I had wanted to get a Tiki God in the spring but the healing calls for staying out of pools, the sun, and the ocean for a few weeks so it just didn't fit into the schedule.

    The artist who did Amy's did such a great job that I really wanted him to do mine as well. I was a little nervous as we had an image for Amy's that we brought with us but he drew mine from scratch. I described what I wanted and left it up to him. The first time I saw his drawing was 10 minutes prior to getting it. Needless to say he drew exactly what I wanted.

    I did surprising well as I'm a total needle phobe. The Valium did help but it wore off about 45 minutes in so the last 2 1/2 hours was all me. I did get a little nervous about half way but got it back together and was fine. Since he did so much shading, he ended up going over the same spots 4 and 5 times which got a lot bit tender toward the end.

    The only time I really got queezy was when he asked me to stand up so he could take pics and had to wipe the blood away first with a paper towel. The thought/feeling of rough paper over my fresh bleeding tattoo was a little much and I had to sit down for a few minutes to get color back. Otherwise I deserve a lollipop. We'll have to see how removing the bandage and cleaning goes tonight.

    It's really much better than I had even considered it would be so I'm very excited. I was going to get my hammers redone today too but it took a lot longer than he expected so I have to come back another time for that.