A little bit stranded, but morale is high!

I haven't seen my family in 189 days (who's counting), so what's one more, eh?

My flight, which was supposed to leave yesterday, was canceled. Wasn't I just speculating about airport catastrophes? Haha. In any case, It wasn't Utah that screwed up this time - from what the airline told me, the runway at PDX is basically a skating rink right now. Ice makes it hard to land planes.

So the new plan is that I come home tomorrow. All of my climactic countdown-ing was for nay. If all goes well I'll arrive in Portland at 4:04 pm.

Although I am really sad to not be home already, here are the consolation prizes:

1) My amazing boyfriend, Scott, postponed his trip home to stay with me while I'm stranded. When I first found out my flight was canceled, I was borderline distraught (I'm not going to lie, I had a little cry, too), but he was over in minutes to give me a hug and cheer me up. He spent most of yesterday and today hanging out with me, even though I was being totally boring doing homework and cleaning, rather than going home himself.

2) My roommate, Hailey, also leaves tomorrow, so I'm not alone in the apartment. Also, this is really the last chance I have to spend time with her. Once she leaves, I probably won't see her for a few years, so it's nice to have a couple more days with her. We've been watching movies and bonding and being ridiculous.

3) It's probably better I didn't fly Saturday. The weather sounded pretty treacherous. In fact, I had just said a prayer, praying for a safe trip home, and literally minutes later I found out my flight was canceled. I'm not going to complain if God's lookin' out for me.

4) I'll still get home in time for Tia's Christmas party, so, as long as we're not all snowed into our houses, I'll get to see all of my high school friends!

5) My sister is picking me up from the airport (something she might not have been able to do if I'd come in Saturday), and we'll have a chance to hang out one-on-one.

So basically, my morale = good.

Let it snow

NINE DAYS UNTIL I GO HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!

Unfortunately, that means I have only a couple of days until finals week. *shudder*

On a more serious note, when I flew home for Christmas last year, I was stuck on the tarmac for a good two hours or more due to weather conditions. My plane was de-iced twice. Then we had to wait until the runway was sufficiently salted. Last winter was pretty brutal as far as snow went - we were bombarded with it as early as September, and there was a good six inches of snow *still* on the ground when I left for summer break at the end of April.

I know, Canada and Siberia, I know, I shouldn't complain. Screw you.

My point is that for the last three days, the temperature has been averaging between 25-35 degrees Fahrenheit. Snow may very well be imminent. I hope I don't get snowed in at the airport. That would be super-mondo-sad face. Listening to the same 12 Mannheim Steamroller Christmas songs on a loop, rueing the fact that SLC doesn't have free wifi, eating all of my meals at Sbarro, Manchu Wok, or Starbucks (oh, and 'On-the-fly Urban Market', of course), and playing all of those dumb sociology mind-games you're supposed to play with strangers (sitting right next to them even if there's lots of open seats around, doing odd things in elevators, etc.).

In any case, I'm really excited to go home - impending airport disasters or no. The only sad thing is that my roommate is going back to Australia after this semester, so basically won't ever see her again! I don't tend to make it to Australia very often.

Merry Christmas!