Today is the Day
I feel strangely about today's election. Usually I am an election day groupie, with the TV and radio on as long as possible.
Four years ago today I was on the phone flirting with my future husband, watching the results with Pops in the living room. Four years before that, after the big party, I ended up downstairs at our house on San Anita lying on the bed next to my youngest sister watching in disbelief as a bunch of incompetent voters in Florida threw our country into a tizzy.
But usually I am at the party. The election night party. In Idaho it's always fun because the good guys always win.
Tonight is a different story.
My husband wants to go to Appaloosa and break out the bottle of Glen Livet.
Four years ago today I was on the phone flirting with my future husband, watching the results with Pops in the living room. Four years before that, after the big party, I ended up downstairs at our house on San Anita lying on the bed next to my youngest sister watching in disbelief as a bunch of incompetent voters in Florida threw our country into a tizzy.
But usually I am at the party. The election night party. In Idaho it's always fun because the good guys always win.
Tonight is a different story.
My husband wants to go to Appaloosa and break out the bottle of Glen Livet.
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2 Comments:
Is Glen Livet allowed in the Newman Center? If so, I'll bring some...
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
If only I liked Scotch and wasn't nursing...and was in South Dakota ;) It's a strange little day indeed, especially with the blustery weather. I'm a groupie once again, however. It's like a twitch that forces my hand to flip to CNN or MSNBC or Fox News. Tomorrow I'll be cured. Thank God!
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
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