PoppyFunk

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  1. That's too cool. My oldest son is 18 and is adamant that he will *never* try it. My youngest son (10) swears that as soon as he's old enough, he's gonna do it (he already throws every action figure he owns off the the top of the stairs with homemade parachutes and wingsuits). My brother says "one day". And I'm single, so there's no spouse jumping. Looks like at the moment, I'm on my own. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  2. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bdsm Always glad to help! But is enema used in modern medicine? The last one I gave to a patient...well, she died about six hours later. I'd like to think the enema had nothing to do with it, but I'm reserving my opinions. You'll find a few older doctors that still order 'em, not often. Used to be that every woman in labor automatically had one, but that's rare now. Ahemm...thanks for the BDSM brushup. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  3. Especially when it's hairsprayed and flapping in the breeze.... "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  4. I'mma nurse. Every doctor has their favorite one to order. You've seen nothing until you've seen a "Brown Cow". I knew there was a reason I switched to babies eight years ago. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  5. Agreed. It's like they are desperately trying to hold on to those last few strands. "Give it up, shave it off! Let it go!" "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  6. I tend to prefer the very close buzz cut, but yeah, shaved heads are sexy most of the time. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  7. Spotted dicks? *heads to google* "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  8. I don't remember my mother *ever* leaving me at home alone at night, not past like 10pm or so anyway. However, as a single parent that works night shift, I started leaving my oldest son at home overnight with his two young siblings when he was 17. They were 7 and 9. My best friend lived two doors down though. Gotta do what ya gotta do to survive. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  9. Here Ya Go!!! I found my space. I'm in love. That was the absolute most amazing thing that I've ever experienced other than giving birth to my kids. I have this stupid grin on my face that won't go away. Crystal and Michelle picked me up this morning from work. We headed to the dropzone (doesn't that sound just awesome). I was nervous, but not scared. Crystal asked me how it felt to know that I was fixing to jump out of a plane. "High...I honestly feel high." I was giddy. So, we get there and walk past a lot with a few airplanes. That's when it really hit me that one of those planes was going to take me up and *I was going to jump out of it*! I sit down, sign my life away on a bunch of papers with the word "death" all over them, saying that yes, I understand that skydiving is dangerous and death could occur as a result, yadda yadda. After actually reading to about the third paragraph and the tenth mention of the probabilities for my imminent demise, I finally just started signing and initialing all the lines without even reading. "Yeah, I've been studying this for a long time, I know the risks, and you know what? Reading about them again isn't gonna stop me from doing this, so let's just go." We start going through the ground school part of it and I realized that all of the studying was paying off. I knew everything that he was telling me. Yay! I still wasn't "scared". This was gonna be cake. The instructor tells me that I will have a ripcord and he'll signal me when to pull it. He also explains that once we are under canopy, he'll give me the toggles and let me fly it. I wasn't really expecting that. So..umm...Yay again! Then he's telling me a bit about how to steer and makes a comment about "we can flip completely over even if you are up for it". HELLOOO!!!! NOO!! I don't think so! A nice gentle smooth ride would be nice, I think! No fancy stuff, please. Not this time around. Suit up, pile on all the equipment and we're off! We practice the exit once while the plane is sitting there on the ground. Then, it's time to pile in. There were three of us in there, not counting the pilot. The third skydiver was a paramedic that was just doing a dive for fun that day. The plane takes off and I'm still not scared. It was a nice smooth ride up to altitude for about twenty minutes or so. Hehheehehe...still not scared. The instructor looks over everything again, reminds me where the ripcord is again, reminds me of the signal to pull and asks me if I want to pull or if I want him to do it. "I wanna do it!" 10000 feet and the medic yells "door" and *whoosh*. Oh. My. God. Scared. Nothing out there but open space and some ground *way* the hell down there. All this wind is hitting me square in the face and I'm thinking "what the hell am I doing?". I didn't have much time to think. Next thing I knew, the other guy is hanging from the struts and I'm hanging in the door not touching anything but the harness. (Wait! I'm the one that doesn't have a chute!) He said something in my ear that I can't remember and then we are out! You *experienced* people lied. The rollercoaster/elevator feeling hit. I took a couple of really deep breaths and it disappeared. We were flying. I had to remind myself to breathe. I completely forgot to look at my altimeter. I completely forgot *everything*. It's a good thing someone else was in charge this time because I was running on sensory overload. It was a thirty second free fall that only seemed to take about three seconds. That was the fastest thirty seconds I've ever lived. There was never a feeling of "falling" though. Things on the ground were just getting bigger. We had planned to pull at 5500 and he shook my hand, our signal for me to pull. I hesitated trying to remember what that meant (heheh) and then realized. PULL! I put my hand over the handle and then hesitated again. He put his hand over mine and we pulled it together. I think I was expected to get jerked or something, but it was nothing like that. We had been falling face down, but at that point, we just gently seemed to stand up straight. It's just like it sounds in the movies..."thwack"...and it felt like we floated up for a few seconds. I heard him shout "it's good!" and let out the breath I had been holding. Such a beautiful sight... It's incredibly quiet up there. I don't know how to describe that. Just calm...peaceful. Enough quiet and calm. *grin* I hear him say to me "reach up and put your hands through these loops and hold on. Now, want to try some turns? Pull down hard on the right side." We do and we swing out into this wide curve with the parachute almost seeming to come down beside of us. Yep, in love, right there. "The left!" And we swing in that direction. Then back to right. "Want some more?" "Yes!" He says "when I tell you to look up and to the left, do it. Look at the parachute. Now pull HARD on the right toggle. I'll help you. Look up!" We yank it down hard and I look up to see my shadow cross over the parachute. We freaking flipped over! Over! The canopy was under us! Amazing! Then, a few more times. It's deceptive. You don't realize how close to the ground you are getting. He took the toggles back then, said he would take it from there. He brings us down to a nice gentle right on the ass landing, telling me to bring my knees up and "get your feet up!" (which is not so easy in that harness, btw). And I'm sitting on the ground laughing as everything hits me at once. I just jumped out of a plane almost two miles in the air! I'm on the ground alive! That was the most awesome thing ever! The first words out of my mouth were "I wanna do it again!" Was already discussing taking lessons with him before I even got up off the ground. I LIKE this stuff! *grin* "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  10. Well, my kids think I should be certified! But it's too much fun to stop. Have fun in the air when February gets here. My brother is "questioning my judgment". My friends think I just have to get something crazy out of my system. My mother thinks I'm nuts or "something worse". And we won't even get into my teenage son's opinion of how irresponsible this is...I just smile and nod. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  11. My tandem that was scheduled last Saturday was canceled due to weather issues. *sigh* They shut down for forecasted high temps below 40 degrees and I think the forecast called for high 30's that morning. The guy had told me if it was to be mid-high 30's, then they would consider it depending on the rest of the weather. However, it was also raining and windy. So........(the most frustrating part was that two days later, it was 70 and nice) Now, we're on for this Saturday to try again. Just checked the weather site for an update... Saturday...Mostly sunny. Highs in the upper 40s. Southwest winds up to 5 mph. Wish me luck. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  12. Wow, thanks to everyone for the nice welcome and for the reassuring words. I *do* get that it's my choice and I don't *have* to do anything that I'm not really ready to do, trust me. I'm ready for this! It's just that little bitty spot right in the pit of my stomach that is arguing with the rest of my brain still, but I'll shut it up before the big day arrives. Only 12 more days to go....accckkkk!!!!!!!! Twelve? I gave myself way too long to think about this. "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  13. I'm bored. I'm at work. It's 4am and I'm sitting at a nurse's station in a fairly quiet ICU. I'm bored, as I've said, so I open the forums to just kill some time. I see this thread and I read. I get to this post and I'm thinking "there is no possible way someone took a dead squirrel up and danced on a students head with it". Then, I click on the pic. Imagine the laughing nurse rolling out in the floor while the other nurses are giving her the "we knew she was crazy all along" look. Thanks for that! "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  14. It's already grabbed me and I haven't even done it yet!! I'm in trouble, aren't I? Flying was always a dream of mine. Hell, just being in the sky was a dream. I got accepted into flight school at Northwest University when I was 17, a four year degree with a commercial license at the end of it. I'd never been in anything other than an airliner at that time, so the instructor says "come on. Let's go for a run and see if you can fly." We hop in this *tiny* two-seat Cessna, he takes us up, then lets me take the controls for about 20 seconds. It was enough to hook me for life. I never went to school. I ended up dropping that dream for some reason and became a nurse instead. For some reason now, jumping out of the plane sounds better than staying in it. BTW, I ramble. Thanks for the welcome!! ~Grace "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  15. Thanks for the welcome! See, it's reading words like yours that have convinced me that this is a good idea. So quit writin' 'em!!!! I'm go to Skydive Kentucky in Elizabethtown. They have some really good reviews on here. They do offer the video and he asked me if I wanted that when I called to schedule the jump. I told him no at the time. I couldn't imagine really video'ing it because it just really didn't seem like something I *needed*. But, everyone I've talked to keeps telling me to do it. So, he told me to call him back and let him know if I change my mind. I probably will. Thanks again. ~Grace "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk
  16. I'm obviously nuts or something. I have this strange urge to fall out of the sky and it just won't go away regardless of how many people tell me that I'm insane. *waves* I'm Grace and I'm new here. I'm new to all of it. I've never jumped (yet), but my first tandem is scheduled for Jan 5th. So, is it normal to be completely scared to death and overwhelmingly excited, all at the same time? And what if the plane gets up to altitude and I lose it? What if I end up at the rear of the plane in the fetal position? Does everyone think the same things? I love heights, I love to fly (in planes, of course), and I love to go fast. Now, it's just a matter of combining all of those things in a downward motion. Thanks for letting me obsess here. ~Grace "Analyze this!" http://www.myspace.com/poppyfunk