Making the Best of It

Initially I had a full day planned for tomorrow: I would go to Seattle and meet with one of my former professors for lunch and finally discuss what she thought of my thesis. Then I would meet up with my mother and see a Christmas play. Afterwards we would have dinner and then I would drive home and pack.

However, a huge winter storm warning is in effect for Western Washington, and my parents were concerned that if I went up to Seattle tomorrow, I might not be able to make it back to Olympia to pack and get back out to the airport on Sunday. My options were to either 1) Go on with my Seattle plans but pack up all my things for Hawaii and say goodbye to Trevor on Saturday. I would sleep in Seattle and go to the airport from there. Or, I could 2) Cancel all my plans for Saturday and say home packing and spending time with Trevor, then try to make it up to the airport early on Sunday.

I have opted for option 2 because it's less stressful, I can reschedule with my professor, and my mother and I agreed that one should not die for a play, unless one's name is Abraham Lincoln. And I'm glad I did. Now my laundry is done and I can look forward to a day of watching the storm, doing chores, packing, and hanging out with Trevor.

Trev and I have instituted our own holiday. It's called TMsmas (pronounced tee-emms-mas), and it is a three-day event. The first two days of the event are the two days before I leave for Hawaii. The third day is the day I return from Hawaii. So today was the first day of TMsmas. Trevor and I exchanged the first of three TMsmas gifts. I got him a green lip ring that he's in raptures over, and he got me Mama Mia! on Blu-Ray, bashfully confessing that it wasn't a completely altruistic gift, because he liked the movie too.

And so we got to spend our evening watching Mama Mia! and marveling at the wonderful combination of the Blue-Ray menu system and the Playstation 3 controller. It was like magic. And now we both have ABBA songs stuck in our heads. Tomorrow we will exchange presents again for day two of TMsmas, and then we'll each have one to look forward to after New Years.

Let it snow, I say! But also let it let up enough so that we can get to SeaTac by 3:30 on Sunday. I don't want to miss my Christmas flight again, and I'm really looking forward to seeing my family.