Archive for November 12th, 2007

Anyone else scared come 2008?

Warning: This will not be a post full of factual evidence, links to stuff that supports my argument or a cohesive flow. It will be a mindless rant about the presidential election…

Holy crap I’m scared…

I am a gal who likes to vote, however I am admitting that this was one year I didn’t do the local voting here at home. Mainly because I’m still registered in another town and couldn’t vote on the issues affecting the area I live in now. That will be fixed next year though. Not going to fall out again. Regardless, come presidential election day I will be able to vote wherever — as long as I’m still registered somewhere. And come that fine day I’m not even sure who I will jot down my vote for — combined with the fact that I’m frightened about my choices.

Clinton: I loved Bill. NO shame here. I was happy in his time of office. He got me all giddy with the sax. I envied the cigar incident. I digress. Bottom line, no matter the affiliation, can anyone claim that they were miserable during his term? Please say so if you were because a happy president made for a happy time for me. Not sure about you.  What I’m leading to is I don’t see Hillary in this capacity. Sure I’m a woman, but I’m not jumping on that wagon just yet. I seem to recall all too many times where Hillary is going back and forth on issues. And is she happy?

Obama: Yes I’m black. But I got my black president while I was in high school and early college. His name was Bill. Look, I would love to know that someone with my own skin can obtain such a position, but I’m still not sure Obama can handle taking over the reigns. We are at war and I don’t know if a gentile man like Obama can handle it.

Edwards: As you may have seen, he gets me hot under the collar. And he truly is like that guy who does and says everything you want. He knows how to make you feel. Gets you all excited about the issues. Gets all fired up when he sees “injustice.” Yea. That’s all nice to date (or take to bed) but is it right for the presidency?

Enough of the dems…

Mitt: Is it wrong that I don’t know shit about this guy? Yea. Point me to the news I need to read when I’m not sipping red wine.

Rudy: One word — confused.  How can you welcome the endorsement of a religious icon who is everything that is opposite of what you believe in? WTF??? Pat Robertson??? I don’t get it. That guy doesn’t support abortion. You do. That guy is against gays. You dig civil unions? Again, WTF? And is anybody else tired of hearing about how he’s the “hero” of 9-11? I think it’s sick to hang on the coat tails of such a hideous and unforgetable day…

The rest? Do they really matter?

No, really. Where should my pencil go? And no, I’m not putting it there.

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Day 43: Flatter but am I thinner?

In the shower this morning I looked down and noticed something…

Before you go all dirty over there, the thing I noticed was my tummy. It looked flatter. However, I’m not noticing (still) a huge difference in my weight or inch-count. But when I sit down I don’t fell as tubby. Maybe progress is happening yet. I’ve started taking coconut oil. Yea, that sounds all granola and stuff but I’ve read up a bit on it and supposedly it helps your thyroid, digestion and metabolism. I’ve even noticed a pep in my step since taking it. So all in all, even if I don’t drop major poundage from it I am at least a little more chipper most days…

I spent Days 41-42 running like a mad woman between running errands, attending community events in my coverage area, cleaning and making deadline. By the end of yesterday, my thighs were aching. So the gym didn’t bask in my presence. I’m hoping to head out there tonight after work but we’ll see.

I’ve got vacation starting Thursday through next Monday so I’m hoping to not only pump up during that time but CATCH up on all the reading I’m missing on here. I’ve been quite neglectful…