Several things conspired to create my 2013 Christmas Eve miracle:
- I finally passed my driving test (which deserves a blog post in itself for the melodrama it involved)
- My most excellent room mate deserted me to visit her family but left me roasted butternut squash and her car keys
- Nh, my college friend and fellow theater-goer, was free on Christmas Eve and Day… and lives far enough away for vehicular travel, yet attainable enough for a new driver.
Thus it was that I set out on my longest drive yet, reached Nh’s apartment with virtually no incident, and am now being serenaded by Nh singing Santa Baby.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!