Life is Bumpy. Get over it.

This is what Dean just texted me, when I reported to him that Mom landed safely in Newark but said the flight was bumpy. This is why I love him so much. He will do anything to reduce my fear of flying, and this is the exact right approach: don't indulge the crazy! I hate flying. I hate when my loved ones fly. Tomorrow I'm taking a redeye, which is a bummer, cause number one, it's supposed to be windy as hell the whole time, and number two, even under the best conditions, I can't sleep. Gotta be on my game, in case the pilot needs me. Airport '75 anyone?

But people, I'm off to NYC tomorrow night to do two shows of the Christmas show I'm in. My first NYC credits! So I gotta fly. There'll be a good tail wind, but good God, that's gonna be bumpy as we get closer to landing.

That said, I downloaded Virgin Atlantic's Flying Without Fear app on my iPhone. Hopefully, I can stay online the whole time on my iPhone. WiFi on airplanes - who knew? The lovely thing about iPhones is, you can turn it to Flight Mode, but you can keep your WiFi on, so no one can call you or text you but you can surf the 'net to your heart's content. Love that little machine.

Anyway, Dad always said, if you make it to NYC, we'll hire a bus and come see you. But Mom coming on her flight is the next best thing. Dad would have gone too, if he were still with us.

So, THANK you, Kenosha bus driver and 294 tollway and O'Hare and American Airlines and Newark airport for cooperating and getting Mom there. My aunt, Mom's sister, has tied her do-rag on for the duration of this visit - she will be responsible for All Things Mom for the duration of her trip. They come to the city to see me on Saturday night. I'll be nominating her for Stage 1 of Canonization directly afterwards.

You'll see plennya NYC pix, believe me.

But first I gotta make it there.....