it's possible that when casting my vote, early this morning, i cried. it was just an incredibly overwhelming feeling. i know, deep down inside that my feelings, beliefs and actions are counting. maybe not so much for the big kahuna job (after all, i live in blue blooded california) but for issues of uber importance.
so yeah i felt really empowered and then almost immediately utterly annoyed. we had waited in line for a little over an hour, me, sipping my coffee the entire time. ABN and i headed in at the same time and once i finished, it was time to pee. clearly. but where was ABN. i waited. and i waited. come on here, we were clear on all issues. it was simply a matter of connecting the dots...right? turns out...ABN is a SLOW voter. something you should discuss before marriage - no? after all, he knows all about my urgent need to pee.
i spent my day painting pottery in order to occupy my mind as much as possible. now i'm mixing OBAMA-RAMAS and trying not break out in hives. i'll keep you posted on how that goes.
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