Flying By The Seat of My Pants..
Friday, August 6, 2010
Last night, during a phone conversation with a relative, I was given flippant instructions. Nothing major or life altering; just an, off the cuff, comment that stuck in my head. Now some twelve hours later the sound of that comment still echoes. What on earth, "fly by the seat of my pants?”
Now exactly what does that mean? Are there pants out there equipped with a motor and propeller blades? “I think not and that most definitely would make my rear look big.” Oh, I get it, spontaneity!
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