It's not what you see, but how you see it.

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Milwaukee's Magic

Darkness turns to light
and the sky turns bright white
glitter flakes just might
fall where my soul takes flight

Okay not exactly correct on the rules...but there it is.

I am still thinking...pondering...stuck in the magic that was Milwaukee. It wasn't a particularly interesting place. I didn't even see it really. But I remember the snow. I had never seen anything like it. Did I tell you about that? Perhaps, but it's still in my brain, so let me talk about it some more.
When we landed in MKE it was dark. It was snowing. The flood lights shined bright enough for us to make our way from the airplane to the terminal...no jetway. It was cold, but somehow magical. The flakes looked like droplets of sparkling glitter coming from Heaven. I figured it must have been the way the light shined on them.
However, the next day, in the morning light, they still looked that way.
2 days later we were back in MKE again. As we were leaving for the final time, it started to snow. Flakes of pure glitter fell onto my wondering face. I can't shake it from my memory. That's good. I don't ever want to forget Milwaukee's magic.

Ready for a story?

Oh boy! I knew it would happen sooner or later...but when it did happen, I didn't see it coming. What a shock.
What happened? I'm sure you'll guess after my third sentence, but here goes...

I was inflight. I had just finished my beverage service and was roaming through the cabin picking up trash. It is my habit that I open the bathroom door and collect trash that has built up in the lav. Now, on some planes the door doesn't work so well and it takes a bit of muscle to lock it. Have you guessed yet?
Yep, the door wasn't locked. Yes, I opened it, and yes, someone was in there. I was so embarresed! These bathrooms are small. I opened the door to find a large black man with his pants down around his ankles.
I immediately shut the door, turned around and said, "Oh my gosh!! I am so sorry!"
The lady sitting in 13A saw what had happened and laughed. The gentleman and I made sure to not speak or even look at each other the rest of the flight.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Montana Skies...

Hi all,

I'm in Billings, Montana.

I will probably be gone before most of you read this. It's a quick overnight, leaving at 5:10 am. I've been working on my days off to get more money. This trip is a LOT of time in the air and pays very well. I hope I can get more of them for March, but we'll see...I'm on reserve again. At least it's the PM reserve and I'll be able to take the girls to school if they stay over at my place.

Speaking of the girls...they are doing fine. Megan is with Grandma this week and Katie is up in Oregon with my sister. Perfect time for me to be gone flying around the country. Last night I was in Oklahoma City. Doesn't really matter though...with this trip I get in late and leave early. All I ever see is the hotel...and they all look alike. I could be stuck out in the middle of freakin Egypt and I wouldn't know it if they had a Holiday Inn.

So tomorrow is my birthday. I'll be 36. I was hoping to work on my birthday. It will feel good to do the job I love on such a special day. Plus the great part is I get done early and I can go see Megan too.

Good night now. I've put in 16 hours of flight time the last 2 days...I'm beat.

Monday, February 19, 2007

For the love of God

I sent an email to my chief flight attendant the other day. First off let me say that I LOVE my CFA. She's great. The first time I met her she gave me a great big hug and I knew we would be friends. I immediately had that "don't I know you?" feeling. I cried as I typed the message.

I want to stay with SkyWest. It's a great company. I am hoping I can do something else that will keep me home at nights. The trouble is that in Sacramento, the only SkyWest employees are crew members. Ramp agents and customer service agents are employeed by United or Delta.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do...

If I leave SkyWest now, I will lose my free flight benefits and won't be able to take my dad to Portugal this October. Also training will start all over again when I come back.

But I trust God has a plan.

I love my girls much more than my job. When it comes down to it...and it has...it's much easier to say they come first. Truth is, it's hard to let a good thing go.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Finally A Ferry Flight!



Last Saturday I worked a 6 leg local on the jet.

I was bitter about it all day. I couldn't shake the irriated feeling of someone actually thinking that was a doable work day.

The flight from SFO to Burbank was full of snobby passengers. Maybe it was my less that chipper attitude, but the former mayer of SanFran, Willie Brown was a jerk.

We were an hour delayed getting into Burbank due to a maintenance issue. My captain approached me as I was crossing seatbelts. He noticed that I had a few magazines in my arms (the Burbank crowd all read stuff like People, Star..etc.). He said, "Give me one of those magazines and I'll make your day."

I looked at him funny and handed him a magazine. I was curious...

"You have no passengers!"

AHHHHHHH!!! I screamed and jumped up.

This was a PERFECT day for me NOT have passengers due to my severe lack of interest.

With no passengers we would be ferrying the flight back to SFO.

No announcements, no serving drinks, no paperwork! I was thrilled. I got to sit up front in the observations seat with the FAA headset cushing my ears and watching the entire flight process from takeoff to landing.

What a time for my camera battery to die! I squeezed out a couple shots and video of the takeofff. For some reason when I hook up my camera to my mac, the video doesn't import. Anybody know why?

The next flight was cool too, because a thing called "St. Elmo's Fire" was going nuts all over the windshield! What a lightning show that was! It's actually electrical discharge caused by the heavy rain.

I love this job!

Not Fair, but I got somethin to say about it!

Looks like because of my job, I won't even get 50% custody.

This sucks.

I might be getting the shaft in this mess, but my kids know I love them and I know I'm a good mom.

He'll never change that.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Flow- We all hate her

My SIA Article...enjoy.

FLOW- we all hate her.
I was busy crossing seat belts and picking up trash, when my captain emerges from the cockpit and announces, “We have flow.”
“Who is flow?” I asked.
A wide smiles spreads across his face and I was left to wonder…what did I say?
“No, it’s not a person…. Flow is when they slow down traffic because of weather.”
“Oh…” I felt like such a ditz. Later I learned to love a guy named RON.
Did they mention these terms in training? I wondered. You know, come to think of it…there was a LOT of things they didn’t tell us. For instance, getting “ready to push” does not mean a passenger is about to deliver a baby and we certainly have nothing to worry about when our captain tells us that we are having “ a heavy flow day”.
I’ve been online now for 6 months and I’ve got to say…it’s nothing like what I thought it would be. It’s better! I absolutely LOVE my job. My co-workers are funny, my passengers keep the day interesting and I think I was made for the spotlight. Speaking of spotlight, how about those “show times”? I get a giggle in my throat every time I picture it. All a crewmember has to do is say “it’s show time!” and the image of about 10 or so flight attendants come bouncing down the terminal, kicking their legs up in a dramatic chorus line with trays of coffee and soda balancing on their heads!
There is enough crazy lingo jargon in this business to keep me laughing for years. I have already banked enough memories to last me a while. Still, I want more…always more.
One day, in the heat of July…a bouncy voice came singing over the PA while we were turning the aircraft. I laughed as I listened to my captain belt out “The 8 days of SkyWest.” If you are not familiar with this song…please, let me inform you. It’s set to the tune, the twelve days of Christmas, and it goes…On the last day of my trip SkyWest gave to me- 8 legs of flying, 7 rampers hiding, 6 um’s crying….5 misconnects…4 lost bags, 3 wheelchairs, 2 aircraft swaps…and a deferred APU!
It was hilarious! However, I had to cut him short when we realized that customer service was flexing their power to “auto board”. Luckily it was a young girl UM who thought the captain was funny.
The ability to laugh at stressful circumstances, I believe, is the secret to this job. Can you find the humor in an old man yelling, “I’m hungry for kisses!” at you? I sure can. A light heart will certainly help. Understanding and sympathy work wonders. Smiles are the best and brownies make a great impression when meeting your crew.
Brownies? Yes, brownies. I love them. I haven’t met a crew that doesn’t. I try to make them every time I fly.
However, that can be tough on reserve. On reserve, you can get re-flowed (not to be confused with the flow we all know and hate. This is her sister and she can be just as mean).
Often we must “deadhead” which isn’t so bad…being the only time a crewmember gets paid to sleep, it’s a very fitting term. Although I have learned from several upset crewmembers that there is a difference between “must ride” and “positive spaced” and it’s come to my attention that the crew aren’t the only ones who need “support”.
But I must add to those comments that crew support is a very difficult job. Just think if you were forced to sit in a room on the phone all day and to listen to us complain call after call. Where’s the CRM?
You have to give a SkyWester credit for being a breed of improvisers. I once saw a flight attendant who ingeniously used a white squishy earplug to take the place of a damn it. What’s a “damn it”? That’s what I call those backings to the wing pins. I call them that because if you’re like me, you try to put them on and instead drop them which causes something very unprofessional to come shooting from your mouth. Oops.
As flight crew (and humans) we sometimes do things that aren’t so professional. But a well placed “Crap, it’s cold!” can be funny.
On one particularly long flight I had a captain call me on the intercom and ask me, “can you come up here…I need to take the walk of shame.” I was puzzled.
After a moment of silence, he clarified, “I have to go to the bathroom.”
Oh! Now I get it.
Standing in the cockpit inflight for the first time, was an incredible rush. I thought how cool is this? Honestly, how many people get a view like this? Wow.
Let’s face it…at some point we’ve all looked to the stars with complete amazement and wondered, how can I get closer?
We can start by being team players. One of the things I love about this job is the sense of being a family. We all work together to get the job done. We are one team no matter what department you represent. The plane doesn’t get very far without the fuel. Each part is important. Make someone’s day and send him a RAVE.
Are you “living the dream?” These are “good times” baby. Remember that you’re getting paid to have your head in the clouds and who wouldn’t like a job that requires you to carry liquor money? Oh yeah, I’m going with the flow!
Slam-click.

SIA Flyer

Sorry folks...

I have been busy this week. I'm all moved into my new place. I love it. My girls love it too. Yesterday I bought them a PS2 because they really love the game, Guitar Hero. We had a good time.

Now for the title of this post.

SIA stands for SkyWest Inflight Assosciation. It's kinda like our union...but not union. I wrote an article a while back and it got published in the flyer booklet that comes out every other month. I guess it came out today, because I've already recieved a RAVE about my article.

Want to read it? I'll try to post the edited version of it for you later today. I don't have enough battery power on my computer to do it now.
We had to remove about 3 parts to my original piece because what is funny to me can be alarming to the general public! We'll leave it at that.

Take care everyone...I'm thinkin about ya!

BTW- I can't come out to MN this month. The planets are just not aligning for that. But don't worry- it will happen.

Also- to all that know me...my birthday is next week!!!!! My dreams are just getting bigger folks. I've added a few more things to the list. More to be announced at a later date. Stay tuned. For now, I gotta run...literally.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

MOVING DAY

As much as I try to shake it, I feel somber.

I tell myself this is a new beginning, an opportunity, a conscience decision to change my life...and that is the truth.

When life changes, you need to make the best of it.

I'd rather see the bright side.

My apartment is nice. The best part is that nobody will be messing with my stuff. Where I put it, it will be when I get back.

I know why I feel sad. I'm leaving my kids. Call it separation anxiety.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

My Newest Best Friend!!

WORLD...MEET DAVITA


You WILL know who she is. She's gonna be a star! DaVita is going to be many things because she wants to. She has a ton of dreams and I believe she has what it takes to make them all come true.

That trip I went on to MKE was awesome! I had the best darn trip ever! My crew was the best (look for more pictures to be posted on my 'kodak moments' page. You know me...I laughed, made jokes and smiled all the time. I was so glad to be back in the air.

Unfortunately, downtown Milwaukee was to far and out of the way for me to visit. Our hotel van driver will only go a radius of 5 miles and there didn't seem to be any other means of getting there, unless I wanted to pay a fortune and rent a vehicle or spend 2 hours on a bus. Instead, I opted to go see a movie with the FO (first officer). We saw 'Night at the Museum' with Ben Stiller.
It was funny, but a little to predictable. The slapping the monkey scene was the best! I know what you're thinking...but trust me- it wasn't like that.

Okay, I'm just waking up from a nap. I got in last night around 6ish, made brownies and went to bed. Got up this morning at 3am to report for a 4 leg local. Now I'm going to go run and back to bed for another early local tomorrow. I think I'm going to LA a couple times and end around 2'oclock.

Be careful what you wish for...