Vote, also other goodnesses
Yes, of course I voted. Of course I cried. Why? My darling husband's name has been taken off the rolls already, which I suppose is good, all things considered. He'd only just gotten citizenship in 2003. He really wanted to vote.
There are good things coming this night - for one thing, Rick Santorum is now the ex-senator from Pennsylvania. Steve would have liked that.
DD#2 got her yellow belt in tae kwon do tonight. He would have liked that, too.
And my secret pal sent an amazing package of wonderful things! I'm amazed. Lookie:
There's a spindle in there with the roving--A SPINDLE!!!--and not one but two instruction sets for how to spin, and there are stitch markers in that gold box, and the soap and candles smell lovely, and and and she spun the yarn. Which is so pretty. And I love all of it. Thank you so, so much, Selkie!
I spent some time this morning for the first time in too-many weeks with the gals; thank you all, for putting up with me and my little black raincloud. Hope the I-cord instruction made up for the nattering on (and on) about registering a death of a UK citizen and my insane, dysfunctional family (yes, they keep on being dysfunctional under all possible circumstances, people; be warned, and plan accordingly). Also thank you for the pie, Kathleen. YUM.
JENA is having a VERY SPECIAL EVENT in the NOT TOO DISTANT FUTURE and I am so thrilled for you, kiddo, and all joy and happiness to you and the dude. Who is a dude of goodness, make no mistake. Yay! Go, you guys!
So there you have it, life going on, getting used to all the crying still and whoohoo, I'm now administratrix (doesn't that sound like a bondage thing?) of my darling husband's estate, which means the court agrees that I'm in charge. Yay. It makes a difference, actually; I am somehow not so much on tippy-toes about the house. Gulp. Still have more legal crap to come, I'm sure, and the medical bills have only just begun, but on the whole, things are okay. To quote my dear departed grandmother, who was such a hypochodriac that she took snapshots of her illnesses and rashes so that she could SHOW YOU if you happened to MISS the TERRIBLE RASH SHE GOT, "we're doing as well as can be expected considering the circumstances."
And, okay, I'm about halfway through a bottle of wine, but this is election night, and this is a big one, and I always do this on election night. I'm a little fuzzy on the "geeking out with (um, beloved) other person who is truly as concerned about McGaskill in Missouri as I am" thing, but, hey, this is really, truly approaching normal, or close as I'm likely to get.
See y'all around. Hope to hang out with the Tattoo Queen, too, and god save us, perhaps do some designing before the end of the month, wouldn't that be a kick...
Back to grouching at Wolf Blitzer, now. Hugs to all of you, especially Carole and Ruth and Jena and Lucia and Lynne and Erica. And Selkie. And Kat, and Kat with a K. And the really kind anonymous folks that stop by, too. Thank you.