This morning I put Adam on a plane to Midway. Well, a plane to Honolulu where he'll spend more than a day, THEN fly to Midway. The last few days have been a blur of packing and organizing and repacking and running errands and eating. I think we hit all our favorite spots over the course of three days. Saturday night was Adam's last shift at the hospital, and he had to come get me off the couch when he was done so Rhonda could buy him a drink down at King's. We tried to play skeeball, but about halfway through our second quarter they shut us down and started kicking everyone out. Sunday we met Kelly & John over at Oliver's Twist (one of the failed attempts to find food on our first date), then when we ran out of GF options we closed down Revel (a place we have been meaning to go), and that was also delicious. Monday I snuck out of work a little early and we had a "snack" at Moshi before taking Gaia to acupunture. Then we got the full tasting menu at Staple & Fancy, although I'm not sure how we made it through the whole thing. Tuesday I took the day off, and hit the Walrus about the time they opened. Jo wanted to buy us dinner there, so she called to let them know we were coming and they should charge her card. How awesome is she? Then I picked up thai from our new favorite place up the road to go with our midnight champagne - our New Year's celebration. So I'm pretty sure I won't need to eat until Sunday.
Gaia was less than thrilled about acupuncture this time - I think Adam may have been giving off nervous energy. But we stopped into the pet shop (are they still called that?) and she got a moose antler, which she literally didn't put down for 24 hours. Took it to bed, whined when we took it away so she could pee and eat. She's made some serious progress on it, glad we got the big one. The miraculous part of this thing was that she loved it so much, she was actually QUIET IN THE CAR. She'd look up every so often, but one of us would say, "Gaia! Get your moose!" and she'd dive back down to the floor for it. Super cute.
Anyway, after very little sleep, we loaded Adam's life for the next three months into the car and trekked to the airport. Got there at 5:30 for a 6:40 flight. His ticket was booked through American Airlines. The first leg (SEA-SAC) was on Alaska. The next leg (SAC-HNL) on Hawaiian. Where do you check in? We stood in the American line for 20 minutes only to be told we had to check in with Alaska. So we ran the length of the terminal (of course) to the Alaska counters and tried for another 15 minutes to check in using the kiosk. How many advanced degrees does it take to figure it out? More than we have. We eventually hit the jackpot, got boarding passes and went to check luggage. The woman there informed us that since we only had 32 minutes until flight time, she couldn't check the bags, it was too late. So off we went to the ticket agent, who ended up getting Adam on a direct flight from Seattle to Honolulu. Not bad, although kind of stressful. Defintely the most trouble I've ever had checking in at the airport. But that also meant we had plenty of time to say goodbye. Which meant I cried... a lot. It's what I do.
And then I got a massive cup of coffee and went to work. And then came back to Ballard and took a snuggle nap with Gaia. Greenwood homeward bound now.
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