...and don't call me Shirley

Ok, who really reads these? I'd love to know, because I rarely surf any blogs or find anything that I feel is pertinent enough to post it to the world, but that's just me I guess.

Who am I? I'm 25, a flight instructor at a small university in Prescott, AZ. Married to Betsy just shy of a year, and I have two kids: Jack is 3 and a half, Tessa is a little over four months old. Both Betsy and I are from a small town in South Dakota, and we have a lot of family still in the area that we try to get back to as often as we can. I love motorcycling and geocaching, and flying for fun even though that rarely happens. I am the academic advisor for the Golden Eagles Flight Team, an intercollegiate group that competes on the national level against other aeronautical universities.

I just started working nights at my job due to a change in my wife's work schedule. Now I watch Tessa in the daytime (and blog, I suppose), she gets her at night. I just started the multi-engine instructor upgrade, along with the one-year training contract that the school ties you up with in return for the free rating. I have dreams of someday working for an airline with possibilities being Skywest or Horizon in the next couple years, just a little short on the minimums required for an application to either. Plus, as of recently, I have been having second thoughts about the career that I have chosen. I don't know why it took six years and thousands & thousands of dollars of student loans for me to start second-guessing my future, but that's where it stands. I've been tossing the idea of working air traffic control (a viable option since the school has a major available in that area), and seriously thinking of...drum roll...blackjack dealing. Sounds retarded? I don't know, at least it would be something steady, relatively good pay, and I'd finally be on the advantage side of the table. If there's one thing I've learned though, is that making something you enjoy into a job, can really turn you off from that activity.