My poor husband. He's having a rough 47th year so far, and it's only the 4th day.
His birthday was on the 17th and he's not a "happy birthday" type of guy so we didn't really celebrate it. I love my birthday so I'm never sure what to do, or not do, for Marshall who doesn't share my enthusiasm for that special event. Fine, no big deal if he doesn't want a party, or a cake, or presents, or cards (it's all the stuff I like about having to get older, I can't imagine a birthday without all of the hoopla), but he was in a funk all day and I couldn't help. Marking a birthday is a riot in my books. The alternative is not party material, but Marshall can't seem to muster up any 'hooray' on his day, so we let it slide.
Marshall's real issues are with his pilots' license from Canada having expired and the plane annual inspection needing to be done. He's now in Fort Wayne, Indiana, with his plane. He flew it out there on his student pilots license so that his favorite mechanic, Mark Kutter in Huntington, Indiana can have the beast for a week and get it certified as flyable for another year. Tomorrow Marshall with fly commercially back east to Boston for a meeting, then home to Yardley on Friday. Next week he'll have to fly commercially back to Fort Wayne to pick up the plane and fly it back to the home base airport he keeps it at in Robbinsville, NJ. Then he has to get a couple of flight hours in with an instructor so he can book his final flight test with an FAA examiner to get his US pilots license all in order. He's already written his exam and got a 93% on the test. Must be nice to not have to study for a year to pass the pilot exam. I still have no clue about density altitude.... never mind.
We're lucky that our friend in Fort Wayne, Dr. Kathy Sherman, was available to pick Marshall up at the airport in Huntington and get him to his hotel. The good thing about Huntington is that the annual gets done on the plane in record time, by an excellent mechanic who knows the plane inside & out. The bad thing is that there was no way for Marshall to get to his hotel other than to have someone pick him up. He'd forgotten how small Huntington is and thought he'd "catch a cab"... ha! Kathy gets dinner in NYC when she comes to visit us next, in exchange for her delivery service to the Best Western.
Hopefully by the end of the month Marshall will have sorted out his license problems, have a certified legal plane and feel better about being 47 years old.... which in my books is a baby. Wait until he has to see the north side of 50! ouch!!!
I am hoping that by the time the plane is home, his license is stamped and this event is over that my hubby will be a happy camper again and realize that 47 is only a number. My hero.
xox
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