Oh Happy Day
I'll post more about what all this means to me but right now I'm dealing with a carb hangover. Sort of like a real hangover except brought on by too much pizza, chips and okay.. a little champagne. I think August Pollak states the general sentiment beautifully except I have a little less hatred in me. I especially like the idea that Obama's daughters are probably contimplating which puppy to get longer than McCain did in choosing Palin as a running mate.