Tuesday, October 28, 2008

I think I'm going to go off my rocker before next Tue.


Honest to god, I have not ever, evah, been this tense over an election. If Obama loses, I'm going to cry. I don't think he will, and I'm confident enough that I have a bottle of champagne in the fridge that I will probably pop if he wins.

But damn, I am really, seriously in fear for what it will be like if McSame wins. Oddly enough, I feel like the lone voice in the wilderness around here in fundy land. Tennessee is a red state, always has been, probably always will be (which makes me wish that my vote actually counted towards national totals and not just towards our electoral college votes) and there is some strong McCain love here.

In fact, today, my neighbor came over and we were talking about something and somehow the economy got brought up. Now, we all know the economy is in the shitter, right? Stocks are falling, banks are failing, people are losing their homes. Not a pretty picture. Yet she actually said that she was afraid of what the economy would be like if Obama wins. Really? REALLY?? Are you fucking kidding me? She thinks that 4 more years of the same old, same old is going to make things better? REALLY?!?!?

Can I have some of what she is smoking, please?

Monday, October 27, 2008

It smells cold!

We're supposed to have our first frost of the season tonight and already you can smell it in the air. There is that particularly crisp, clean smell in the air that signals ice, frost or snow. I suppose that it is starting to freeze in the upper atmosphere, which causes the smell.

But I don't care what causes it. I love it. Fall. Yummy yummy!

And best of all, maybe all the motherfucking mosquitoes will die, Die, DIE!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Did your mother run over your dad with a tractor?

What a question to ask a possible stranger, but hey! Did she? I know someone whose mother did indeed run over his dad with a tractor and I just found him on Facebook! I haven't talked to him since around the time the girls were born and he went off to Afghanistan. I've missed the hell out of him, and even though he's up in the land of maple syrup, caribou and Mounties, hopefully we can reconnect.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

It makes me all verklempt

Ok really, some of you will think I am crazy. But, I have this little fantasy of the perfect Christmas morning. In my fantasy, there is a little bit of snow on the ground, but that really is cuh-raze-eee because this is the South and there ain't no such thing as a white Christmas here. I've seen one in my 33 yrs, and that was ice, not snow.

But anyway, my fantasy. In my fantasy, we tell Ellie and Emma to look outside, and there is my friend D holding a horse for them. Maybe they have a box to open with a saddle and bridle in it, something to drag out the moment. But the doorbell rings and they look out and there is a horse for them. I can just see the looks of awe on their faces. Hell, I can see the look of awe on my face. I fucking cry like real live tears just thinking about it. I want to do this for my girls more than anything else in the world. I want to do this for them as badly as I've wanted just about anything, except for my children themselves.

I want do to this so badly for them that I ache with the desire. Crazy? Probably. Maybe it's because the one thing I wanted more than anything else as a kid was a horse and I never got one. Honestly, so far as I know, my parents never even gave it serious thought. But, I still want that horse, and now my girls are as horse crazy as I am and I want to do this for them.

Today the ache is even worse, because my friend D has made me an offer on board that has me going "OMG OMG OMG OMG OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! We can afford that!" *swoons dead away*

So. My thoughts have turned to horses and I'm searching Craigslist, Kijiji and Dream Horse like fucking mad. Now, I'm really not getting my hopes up too high. Just dreaming. But there will be discussions in our house tonight and grandparents called soon to see about contributing for Christmas, maybe. Maybe.

If this is not meant to be this year, it's not meant to be. But I swear by all the gods and goddess that one day I will be posting to this blog that finally, finally, finally, I'm buying a horse for the girls and I. One day. I swear it.

Friday, October 17, 2008

My Southern child

Make that Suhthun' chil'.

After we got back from our trip to S.C., Em drew a picture of herself playing in the tidal pools, a place all the kids dubbed "Puddle Land." She titled the picture all by herself. Puddale Leind. Sound that out in Suhthun' English. Pud-daaaale Leeeeh-ind. Southern indeed.

Sometime today I'll fight with the scanner and see if I can scan the picture.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

I'm not dead yet!



Just on vacation. Well, I was last week. We went and crashed with my cousin and her family in Beaufort, S.C. It was a lovely time, beautiful area and I wish we'd had more time with them. Here are a few pics of us on the waterfront in Beaufort.



















And one of all the kids. Can you tell which one isn't mine? Damn, our family genetics are strong.