Two nights ago I went to a function for my son. Over the course of an hour, I had five different people ask me the age-old, Pilot Wife question, “Soooooo, where is your husband right now?” To which, of course, I dutifully replied, “Uh…
Ahhh, bed bugs! Two words that send my skin crawling and leave me reaching for the kerosene and matches. The fear of an infestation is never too far out of your mind when your Fly Guy or Fly Gal lays his/her head on a
I just read an article by happenstance that made me cringe. No, more than that…it made me angry! The article entitled ‘Men Prefer Debt-Free Virgins Without Tattoos” (seriously, I should have known to just stop reading right then and there, but alas…), spends an exhausting
We all know how completely and utterly useless fathers are. They simply cannot be trusted to take care of the kids. Period. They feed them junk food, let them break the rules, and probably don’t even know which end the diaper goes on. And aviation dads?
There’s no doubt that you have all already heard about the crazy events that transpired surrounding flight 1380 yesterday. I will skip the terrifying details because you can read them on a million different other sites already. What I want to focus on instead