It does one no good to come home, clean one’s face, slather on the stupid expensive cremes and serums that have promised to remove the three dimensional road map that has become ones forehead and eyes…and then watch the Yes We Can video.
sniff.
snork.
snuffag.
you have been warned.
Tonight we gathered, we few, husbands and wives, friends and mothers. We gathered and we laughed and we pontificated and we listened. We each nodded our head at specific points, education, veterans, children and taxes and health care and global awareness. We oooh’d at some of the jabs, we aahhhhhh’d at the delivery. We teared up at the reminder of what 45 years ago, we were charged to do. And in the final analysis, dare I say, we gleaned a bit of hope.
I Hope.
I Seek.
I Believe.
You gotta love a surprise ending!!!!!
That was an amazing ending to an amazing night, don’t you think???
These men…past…present…and future.
Full of grace and dignity and piss and vinegar!!!
OH. MAH. GOD.
Wild Bill was amazing. Three and a half minutes of applause before they would even let him speak! So many great things he said. SO so so so many great reminders of what this man was and continues to be for us.
“They want us to reward them for the last 8 years by giving them four more….thanks but no thanks. In this case, the third time is not the charm.”
“Katrina and Crony-ism.”
“Most important, Barack Obama knows that America cannot be strong abroad unless we are strong at home. People the world over have always been more impressed by the power of our example than by the example of our power.”
Yes. Yes. Yes. A Resounding YES.
I fully believe, that he brought the party together tonight. I believe he laid the groundwork for the rest of the convention, and into the campaign. Those somewhat purple states that are on the fringe…TRUE BLUE!!! I was frothed up into a tearful, chill bump covered frenzy. Thank goodness I didn’t shave my legs today. (tomorrow for anyone who cares.)
I have been switching my channels for full coverage of this event. I am an addict of our beloved MSNBC. I am still, heartbroken and numb that we are doing this without our Tim Russert.
I think sometimes, that there is too much talking on the channel 42. So I surf over to my PBS channel, OETA. Jim Leaher is the moderator over there, and while all of that panel is collectively one gozillion years old, they SHOW more of it. Did you see the film with the soldiers? Then when you think it’s over, HEY! It’s Tom Hanks. The piece was directed by Steven Spielberg. And yes, I understand that the celebrity factor makes no difference, but still. Nice to see the piece. I was bawling. BAWLING.
How bout that Joe?? That intro by his son had me again. Blubbering mess.
“My wife Jill…the only woman who leaves me both breathless and speechless at the same time.”
His MOTHER!!!! Delicious. Pure delight that little old woman!
“these times require more than a good soldier, they require a wise leader”
I like this guy. I look forward to watching and listening to him. Throughout the next few months, and hopefully throughout the next four years! Heh Heh Heh, Freudian slip my ass.
“I’m ready. Barack Obama is ready. This is his time. This is OUR TIME!”
Bring. It. On.
I’m going to a watch party tomorrow night at Team KayJay’s house. My new friends, actually clients of my pseudo sister #2 at work, that I have just fallen in love with. Along with my old friends C2 (author of elephantsoap dot com) I’m excited. I’m jealous beyond belief at the Redhead’s experience this week. But more than jealous, I’m just so freaking damned happy for him. To get this week in his life. To live the dream. His dream. Our dream.(collectively OURs. not mine and his together) The delegates from my fair state have been keeping us updated. My friend and surrogate sister #1 turned me onto it. She works in politics and knows the ins and outs of this. http://www.denverokie.com if you want to have a cookie lookie. Lot’s of photos one of which is this one…
Looks like he’s having a grand time of it. As well he should be.
Your result for The Harry Potter Husband Test…
Your perfect HP man is Bill Weasley.
You like guys who are cool. And not cool in that fake, dicky way, but actually cool. He’s so cool that they couldn’t find any actor to adequately portray him, so they decided to just leave him out of the movies rather than risk not doing justice to his coolness. He’s like the Chuck Norris of Harry Potter: plain freaking awesome. When Voldemort says “You-Know-Who”, he’s talking about Bill Weasley.
(Fanarty by The Starhorse http://the-starhorse.deviantart.com/ Used with permission.)
GRAND SLAM.
She was slap-the-knee-spit-on-your-neck-fantastic tonight. I feel like she showed the party, his and hers, that there needs be unification. And fire. And passion.
I liked it.
We’ve done it before, we can do it again…delicious.
No way, no how, no McCain.
We don’t need four more years of the last eight years.
Girl had some good stuff tonight. Love her, hate her, whatever. Her words were powerful, and engaging and motivating and hopefully convincing enough to get the party unified.
Were you in this campaign for me…or for these reasons….that was awesome.
Are you watching? Do you care about this stuff? What do you think about the speeches thus far?
and holy hell, did anyone see BILL mouthing the words “i love you forever” ????
GAHHHHH!!!
Another day, another crisis survived, another celebration begins. It was a coo-coo-ca-choo crazy weekend. There was a lot of testing being done. I feel like I passed most of the tests…I’ll tell ya, the words from Sunday morning keep flying around my brain.
“when someone is down, due to chance, or choices they have made, it does them no good to point a gun at them and look down and be judgemental. Instead, offer love, and forgiveness, and hope”
There have been major tests within friendships these past few weeks.And while the tests weren’t solely mine, or really much to do with me at all, they stirred up some pretty deep emotions churning over and over. I feel good that it’s a brand new week (for us non-Normals) That we have all been gracefully given a do-over. Breathe in. Breathe out. The tests were passable. I feel like I passed.
The DNC began last night!
I watched MSNBC from about 3pm until much much later. I did, however switch to PBS for the speech coverage. There was less commentary, and MSNBC was having some sort of audio funk going on. I am not a huge fan of Nancy Pelosi. But I have to say, the Kennedy tribute and subsequent appearance by the man himself, and that speech, all the while the cameras panning to his nieces in the audience trying and not doing a very good job of holding back tears…gah!
I thought the senator from Missouri was good and the introduction of Michelle Obama by her brother was just fine!
Michelle was good. I liked what she had to say. The camera kept panning to her mother sitting up in the audience, and that woman cracked nary a smile nor a snitch. Apparently she decided to hold her breath until the entire speech was finished and successful! I felt like she was clear and passionate. Maybe a little physically stiff, but I think that’s due to her excitement and having to be contained behind a podium and teleprompter. I feel like she did a great, great job. She looked fanfreakintastic as well! And those girls!! That little one was just getting warmed up with her Mr. Microphone when the show was over! She is gonna be FUN TO WATCH over the years!!!
I had a small bit of contact from the Redhead. Surreal is an adjective that he has been using this week!! Good stuff abounds.
We are closing in on Labor Day weekend and traditionally the end of summer. For me, it’s the beginning of my power time, my magic months. My favorite times of the year. But this year, it seems sad to me. It’s all going so fast. Looking back from the beginning…I’ll post my 208 in 2008 list this week and we’ll go over what I still need/want to do. I am getting more and more excited about the impending trip to my Soul City to see my Soul Sisters. Giddy. Just giddy.
It’s time for me to clean my stinky self. You guys have a great day. We don’t have to be sleep deprived for the first time in 17 days, the convention ends early…plenty of party time left in the evening for the attendees! man, I sure do wish I was one of them!!!
OH, I got my yard sign! My first election while owning a yard!! I’m loving it!
Closing Ceremonies. I didn’t watch every single second, had it on in the background and watched as I cleaned and worked in the kitchen. The finale, though…what a party these last 17 days have been. And it’s been just something, hasn’t it? Something so uniting for all of us. Everywhere you look, people are having the same conversations.
“Did you see…?” “I’m soooo tired from staying up late but I just couldn’t quit watching!” “How do they DO THAT??” “my boyfriend Michael Phelps is amazing” “those gymnasts!!” “if that girl is sixteen I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!” 
Unified in excitement, emotions, weariness, and now, bereft in the final evening.
I have to say, I’ll miss my nightly sign off with Bob Costas. Man, he’s done a great job, hasn’t he? 
I’ll miss the fun stuff with the Today show gang. I will miss randomly tuning in and catching the synchronized swimmers or those rubberband ballet girls. I will miss the swimming. I will miss all of it.
I really really really want to go to the games in London in four years. Does anyone out there have ANY kind of remote idea what that would cost and if it is even feasable for someone like me to accomplish???? brainstorming and a financial planner I think are required. But really. As much as I love these games, I don’t know why I can’t just go. Wanna go with me? 
Until we figure out a plan, we can enjoy the memories, and right about the time I get back from NYC, my video of my boyfriend will arrive in the mail and we can sit around and watch him win over and over and over.
It’s beeen grand. It really really has. 
Last night was a night that consisted of plans, then no plans, then changed plans, then going up to the bar for a few hours. I took the Drunk Redhead (not the one at the convention, not even close) home as he spewed a list of ridiculousness at me. As I got him home, stumbling up the stairs, a cop pulled up. Gah. I wasn’t too worried, I had had one and half gin and tonics. But still. Anyways, I spoke with the cop, and while I still don’t know what he was doing, the D.R.’s previous drunken drivings were up on this little car computer…he helped himself into the backyard to check on the drunk…I was a little concerned that he’d vomick himself to death…anyways it all turned out well. The officer thanked me for my service to humanity…though after he left I pondered a true service to humanity would be a baseball bat to the D.R.’s head. Just one little whack. But that’s just me. I got back to the bar and hung out about thirty more minutes, and we left. Yes. I left the drunk on his back porch without a cell phone that was charged and sans house key. He’s. Not. Mine. And he has worn thin a friendship that was fairly strong at one point. Now, we did find out that he made it into his house, he did not choke on his own bleagh and was sleeping it off. But my annoyance at him lingered…
which brings me to this morning.
I went to church. M’Lynn, Nan, Caro and Sass and myself joined ranks this morning, at Caro’s request and met at her church for the 9:30 service. It was one of the big ones around the metro area…”Six Flags Over Jesus” was mentioned as a name for it. It was ok though. The pastor was really down to earth and accessable. His message today….
Forgiveness.
Yep. Yep. I sat right up and blinked my eyes clear (church makes me cry) and said, “yes I’m a listening!” Forgiveness. Letting go of past hurts. Moving forward in love and peace.
–verb (used with object)
1. to grant pardon for or remission of (an offense, debt, etc.); absolve.
2. to give up all claim on account of; remit (a debt, obligation, etc.).
3. to grant pardon to (a person).
4. to cease to feel resentment against: to forgive one’s enemies.
5. to cancel an indebtedness or liability of: to forgive the interest owed on a loan.
–verb (used without object)
6. to pardon an offense or an offender.
To cease to feel resentment against. A clean slate. It’s a given that this is a difficult thing to do. To really, truly forgive. Let it go. But I believe I’ve made great strides this week, cleaning out my closet full of baggage, throwing things away.
All of that plus church and I had to get a nap in this afternoon!! Nice. Now I’m up and awake and going to set myself to cleaning the house. Tonight is the closing ceremonies of the Olympics. I am sad for the end. I’ll miss Bob Costas and the Today show gang. I do however, have the Michael Phelps Greatest Olympian Ever in the History of Ever DVD coming to me sometime in September. That will help.
I am excited about the beginning of the Convention tomorrow. I want to watch it with people on Thursday when he accepts the nom. I’m thinking of having people over here, though I would love to see it on a really awesome tv. I’m heading to the Democratic Campaign Headquarters tomorrow to get myself some yard signs. Let’s get this show on the road, I say!
I don’t have too many other plans for tomorrow, rest and relaxation. I’m sure I’ll think of something. In the meantime, you Normals enjoy your Sunday evening and get geared up for the starting week tomorrow.
I think I’ll hit the couch for just a weeeeeeeeee more bit of a nap.
Yep. Yep.
I got finished posting last night and went back to my bedroom and saw that I’d missed a text from my long ago friend Mike…he said that CNN was reporting that Joe Biden had been named and it was official. We text back and forth a bit and I watched some MSNBC then hit the sack.
At 2:30 in the FREAKING MORNING, I got my “first to know” text. Dude. First of all, I already knew. Second of all it was TWO IN THE MORNING!!! I like the whole texting concept with the updates on the campaign and what not. I think as it was the first run on this…they need to tweak it a little! Apparently with the leak, someone thought it best to send immediantly. Send the texts! SEND THEM!!!
Gah.
But I like this ticket. I do. I commented yesterday about Biden and how he is experienced in foreign policy, and frankly says what he thinks. Always. I like that firecracker spirit.
I don’t know when McSame is announcing his choice. I’m excited to get this process going though.
I’m excited.
*paraphrasing from Joe vs. the Volcano. One of my all time faves.
Just got home not too long ago from a Shakespere in the Park production of Richard III. Gah.
I don’t know if I’m grown up enough to sit through many of the tragedies. I was hot. I was tired. I wandered off into my brain for a goodly amount of scenes…however there were a goodly amount that I was engaged. The lead was fanfreakintastic. So natural and at ease. Delightful. The women were good, too. A little one note, and that very well could have been because they just didn’t project and just came of screetching bleagh. I’m glad I went. I’m really tired now.
Tomorrow…dare I say….we get our VP????
I think I have a fairly light day tomorrow. Hopefully it will fill up. Today was way light, which sucked. I hate after school starts and into September. A little panicky as this is my first dry season with a house payment. Bleagh.
The redhead is off to Denver tomorrow and if you read any of the comments from the previous post, he’s going to be busy with an agenda that is not even remotely related to state business! heh heh heh.
I finished the last Twilight book. Fantastic. Go. Do. Read. All of them. I don’t own any at the moment, but think I may purchase when they are all in paperback.
what else?
Dunno. Fried. Thusly.
Misti Ridiculous 