Weekend update

Well, the box of hair dye that I bought...yep that didn't go over as well as I had planned.  It seemed to have worked out this summer when I did it the night before my cousin's wedding....So I guess this time I was a little over zealous to say the least.  Not so flattering I must say.  So another box or two will be bought this week or next and I'll put 'er back to my natural color. 

As for my weekend of gliding- it was great.  I was kind of nervous initially, both with meeting new staff and about doing winch launches, but I fit in really well and get a long great with the other staff.

Funny things included: everything being "GREASY" to these guys. It's their word or something!! hahah THEIR CLUTCH!!!  I called them on it because I thought it was terribly amusing! 

A couple of the guys thought that I should have a nickname- because the rest of them do.  So, I was dubbed " Spud".....very original eh?.... They thought that that was the best thing since sliced bread!  Seriously....

And my accent, is apparently very noticeable?...I didn't think that I had one....but because of all the razzing that was going on- pronouced RAY-A-ZZING by the way, just like DAY-AD, or GA-RAY-AGE...the razzing continued the whole weekend.......

And Im apparently a "potty mouth"?....I was hardly speaking "french" as much as the boys, but I suppose because I can trash talk as good as them it makes me have as dirty a mouth?....J'ne sais pas?....

Speaking of speaking French..... After I said a few things in French, Greg took to saying some things as well.....hahah it was very amusing to say the least. Good effort though!

On Saturday, we were winded out almost off the bat.  There were only 2 flights accomplished.  My area check flight and a flight I did with one of the staff members to make him current.  Greg ( the site supervisor) and I were the only two instructors present, and where we were doing aerotow- and he was our tow pilot, that meant that I was left doing all the work! But like I said, the wind grounded us though and the Squadron went home without any famils.  I went to Calgary Saturday night and spent the night at a friends place. I was exhausted anyway, so it was a fairly low key night. 

On Sunday, we switched to winch.  It took a long time to set eveything up because some of us had either never done it before ( me ), or this was their first time winching in a couple of years, or their first time with rope and not cable.  It ended up being a very cold morning- frost on the wings and everything! So we took our time getting organized while the sun heated the wings up, and then the squadron got there early.... So we went from being on time to behind.  The plan was for me to do my winch checkout, but I told them that with us starting late, that the cadets should be the priority and my training put on the back burner.  (Very unselfish of me dont you think?)  We had to shut down at 1pm though because we were short staffed as it was and losing 2 guys meant that we couldnt opperate. So the Squadron returned home having completed 15 of 21 famils. 

All in all, they are a bunch of great guys, and they're happy I'm there. I felt included, welcomed, and part of the group....something I didnt think that I could get that back. Everything I know was taken away from me. In a matter of 5 minutes my world was turned upside down and because of that, I didn't want to fly again let alone look at a glider or step foot near a glider again. I even took down all of my flying things and put them in a box. I didn't think that I'd be able to enjoy flying again and Im still not sure that I can, but at least its a start... and I'm happy to be trying it again with a good bunch of guys.

Cadets on Monday night went well.  The unit is about 40 stong, with a fairly small staff. They too are very happy to have me and are going to be bringing me on as a paid member of their staff.  I'm going to be their supply officer and assistant training officer, and because they're losing their Range safety officer, and where I am RSO qualified, they want me to take over the marksmanship program.  AND, they're having a change of command parade in a few weeks and want me to oversee the drill and ceremonial prep for the Change of command parade.  So lots to do in the next couple of weeks. 

Last night before I left work, I rode the horse that Leah wants me to take in the clinic.  She's a little on the fat and pig headed side, but she's an easy rider.  It was nice being back in the saddle after being out for so long too. My butt today is a little sore, as are my shoulders, but the more I ride, the less tense Ill be and less sore! In all honesty, I wish NOW that I hadn't of said that I'd go to it.  I only said yes, because I didn't think that missing a day of gliding was going to be the end of the world- because I just didn't know what to expect.  Now that I've been to the site though, I feel bad about not being there, but the forecast is saying rain maybe? So maybe I wont miss a day of gliding afterall?? Let's hope- for my sake!

Anyway, shower and bed time.  It's been a long day, and my head is kind of feeling as though it wants to explode.....

PS.  Has anyone ever heard the term to " flip a shitty"??????.......because I laughed hysterically when I heard that one.....AND THEY CALL ME WEIRD?!?!......hahahha