Doesn't really explain the crush but I like it. It is time.
I watched the election with my children. I didn't insist, I didn't ask, they watched on their own, they wanted to watch history take place. History's happening was sort of anti-climatic, we had a round of fist bumps, watched the concession speech (which was quite gracious), watched the acceptance speech (what if he'd declined to accept the nomination, what then?), then we all went to bed.
Wednesday morning I saw a rainbow that spanned the distance of my city, it was quite beautiful and quite odd....there had been no rain.
I have heard nothing from either of my parents, I would assume they are too busy building underground bunkers. Just kidding....or am I? My dad is probably too paralyzed with fear that Obama is coming to take that extra 8 bucks out of his paycheck, to type me a little note. Bless his heart.
Well, I must return to my prison work program now. I hope you all are having a wonderful day!
Peace and Love,
Cow punk
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Dear Miss Cow Punk, I know. I think that everyone has the post election blues. There's been some ordinary presidents in my day so I never crushed on them. I was just a little child when Kennedy was Prez. I can't remember him. He would have probably just looked like a very old man to me, back when. I think that Nixon was chief when I started paying attention. Where did that leave me? Nowhere much.
We need to go on an email or pm binge soon since I'm not an official blogger now.
Love
Liz
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