Thursday, June 30, 2011

A Texas Thursday Thirteen 6/30/2011

That's right y'all.  This is a TEXAS Thursday Thirteen, documenting our short trip to, well ya know...Texas!  I thank GOD it was a good and safe trip and that we got home safe and sound.  A big thank you to those who knew I needed prayer and did so.  Many, many thanks.  Now let's get to it:

1.  So, I'll admit that when the plan to go to Houston first came about I was hoping it would get cancelled, even right up to the week we were going.  Not that I didn't want to go.  I'm just afraid to fly.  Extremely afraid to fly.  Terrified, in fact that I felt daily anxiety/panic attacks coming on and the last time I felt that way was when drama disrupted my family.  I was once told to get some perspective about flying; that considering there are more car accidents than airplane accidents it's safer to fly.  But then one of my sisters reminded me (years ago) that while that may be true, you have a better chance to survive a car accident than a plane crash.  Uh, yeah.  We didn't travel a lot when we were little and if we did it was by car.  My first plane ride (not counting the one when I was 6 months old) was when I was 22 or 23 and I flew to Hawaii to visit a dear, awesome friend (miss you, S!)  Since then I've maybe flown 3 or 4 additional times, just to the Bay Area.  I'm far from an experienced flier so this trip was a doozie for me, especially since we had to switch planes in Salt Lake City.

2.  Obviously, it's now Summer break for my son.  Yay!  We wasted no time getting to Texas and kicking off the summer.  We left only an hour after my son's last day of school ended.  I told my husband that if there were storms in Texas on the day we were flying out we weren't going (see....still trying to get out of flying).  There were no storms, but I finally called my doctor and explained the anxiety I was feeling about flying.  Now, this is a big deal because I'm not big on popping pills.  If I have a headache I just get through it, I don't reach for the ibuprofen or what have you.  My doctor gave me a prescription and my husband kindly picked it up and filled it.  (He had been feeling the brunt of my anxiety so he didn't think twice about doing that for me.  Not that he ever thinks twice about doing something for me.  But I digress.)  Anyway, those happy pills worked!

3.  The other thing that helped was the fact that on the morning we were scheduled to leave my hubby went and got me a Kindle and a gift card so that I could immediately load it.  For the past couple of years, I've been torn about getting one.  I had 2 books from the library to bring with me for our trip, but they were both only available in hardcover and were very heavy.  Plus, I couldn't decide which one to bring.  That helped my husband bite the bullet for me and get the Kindle, which I'm glad he did.  I immediately downloaded both books.  And with that (along with my happy pills) I was ready to go!

4.  I thought getting through security with two kids in tow was going to be a mess.  Thankfully, with preparation beforehand, the kids followed directions and got through it without incident.  They were VERY excited about getting on a plane.  Going through security on the way back home you would have thought they were seasoned fliers.  Even my daughter got her own bin and plopped herself down to take off her shoes and put her little carry-on on the belt.  The couple behind her thought it was cute and teased her about holding up the line.