My best friend :)

"I think those would be a little small on you, don't you think dear?"
You had to be there. I laughed 'til I cried and my stomach was sore.

I feel kind of worn out. Just in general. We have so much to do tonight/tomorrow to get ready for T-day and that is w/o doing much cooking, Mr.Kennedy is saving me from that :)
He is a much better cook than I am though, so YUM! I can't wait. I haven't had his roast since...um, the summer, after CJ and Fenner's wedding.

PLUS Craig's office is having some sort of party/lunch tomorrow and I am supposed to provide lasagna and dessert b/c that's my job. I deal with the extra stuff so Craig doesn't have to. If it makes him happy then I am happy to do it. I'm making a black forest cake, it is almost done, just have to add the cherries and ice it.

Then Grandma Jo and Grampa Jerry want us to come up to L.A. on Friday to play with their sand sailers, since Dan and Starla and Scott are their for T-day anyway. We'd take Ricki and Brigitte w/ us. I'm not sure I want to do that drive.

Oh, that reminds me I need to go over to Starla's and get the pecan pie she
left for me.

I need to go make a Thanksgivingish flower centerpiece.

Plus I have a headache. Po has been going thru the trash in our bathroom all day and pulling out stuff and chewing on it. That dog. I have given up on buying him toys because he prefers to eat things like cardboard boxes and toilet scrubbers. Woof.

I'm really bummed about not going home for Christmas. This will be the first year Bobo and I won't be able to do our Christmas morning ritual. No baking pies with my mum and nanna. No going to sleep on Christmas Eve wondering if the ground will be covered in white when I wake up. Not being able to watch my dad methodically write up his To/From list as we open presents. No being the present elf (I love that job!).
I love Kingston at Christmas...all the stores decorated, the lights, being with my family, getting last minute stuff at Pan Chancho.

This sucks.

me going to watch debate

it's poetry in motion

I have had Thomas Dolby's She Blinded me with Science stuck in my head for the last few weeks. And strangely, I'm not sick of it. I just can't seem to get rid of it.
SCIENCE!

I'm going back to my frosted mini wheats now.

Where are the dead Canadians?

I am watching the news. The FDA is trying mightily to persuade people that Canadian drugs are scary and evil and we shouldn't under any circumstances import them. God forbid the U.S. provides easier access to affordable prescription drugs!! What would the country come to?? Is the U.S. not perfect??? SHHHHH, that's a big secret, don't let that get out, the U.S. thinks the rest of the world doesn't know that. *snicker*
As someone who has used Canadian prescription drugs for 25 years I can say firsthand that the Canadian drug and healthcare industry is VASTLY superior to the U.S. In fact, when I went to urgent care down here with strep throat the PA told me I didn't have strep throat and prescribed something called Duratuss. A few days later I (in extreme pain) went home to Canada, saw my regular doctor and was informed that yes, I did in fact have strep and that Duratuss is an old, outdated drug that hasn't been prescribed in Canada for almost 25 years. So I ask you, WHO has the better prescription drug research council? CANADA. WAKE UP AND GET YOUR FUCKING PIG HEADS OUT OF YOUR ASSES. That was directed at the FDA and a few select others btw, not you :)

So, back to why I started this. They had clips on the news of some FDA guy spewing his paranoia about Cdn drugs and then they had a senator who obviously thinks the FDA is a fucked up as I do and said "If Canadian drugs are so dangerous, where are the dead Canadians? Show me the dead Canadians.". Finally, someone has some common sense. That seems to be sorely lacking under the current administration.

Next thing we know Bush is going to be telling us that if we buy Canadian drugs, "the terrorists will have winned". I see dead people.

So the Welcome Back Bash for the snowbirds went really well! Much better than I thought it would. Most people were receptive and even excited about the Dean stuff. We actually completely ran out of buttons, flyers, etc after only about an hour and a half. I kept running to the DemHQ to steal more and use their photocopier. Good thing they were only a 1/2 block away :) We easily had one of the best looking booths and I think we were the only political group there. I only got yelled at and called a terrorist once :) Not my fault that he's an uninformed chauvanistic fascist. By the way, do you know the real definition of the word chauvinsim? You should look it up. It actually has nothing to do with gender or men being idiots (even though this one was). Just so you didn't think I meant he was a "chauvinistic pig" in the classical sense. He said we should go to jail for not supporting BUllSHit. I laughed and told him BUllSHit was the one promoting terrorism and paranoia. I got the last word in, woohoo!

On a less condescending note, Teresa actually had a free night so she came over after dinner and watched Gilmore Girls with us until it was over, then she and I went to Coffee Bean and talked. I miss her. Since she got that 2nd job I hardly see her. It was really nice to have some time together even if it was less than 2 hours. I miss the summer (no, I haven't lost my mind, read on...) when we used to float in her pool and talk. It would be SO hot the pool would be almost like bath water and we'd just talk and float. And make Todd bring us Dilly Bars :) It was so nice and relaxing. Only 5 more months and we can do that again.

I had WAY to much caffeine with Teresa and came home and put Craig's bluetooth in my ear and I was doing impressions of the Borg and Britney Spears among others. Not really on purpose, I just like his bluetooth attachment and when I had it on it reminded me of all those things. Craig says I'm not allowed to have caffeine with Teresa anymore. I say, 'we'll see'.

The Republicans and Bush martyrs are getting scared. I love this. They pretend they aren't and keep spouting their jackass rhetoric but those of us with brains know better! ;)
I know this because it's the poor shmucks without any signs of intelligence or minds of their own that are so fanatical for the prez.
I love watching them panic.

Dad says I should keep a journal of all the Dean stuff I am doing so I won't forget it all, and I'll have cool stories to tell my kids 30 years from now like Dad has cool stories to tell us about his Hippie generation :)
So Saturday was the parade in San Luis. It was fun. I sat on the tailgate of Steve's truck (decorated by yours truly) and chucked candy at the crowds. People actually seemed receptive to the whole Dean thing. Ed, Tammy, Luis and Steve (obviously) were there too. We got there at 7 a.m. to get ready. It was a really pretty, misty morning. Then we had a Meetup afterwards. Big Dean news! The eagle is landing.
Next, tabling at the Snowbird Welcome Back Bash and then next weekend's Ice Cream event. Free ice cream. Mmmmmmm.

Speaking of going to Hell...

I am against guns. No one but the police and military need guns. This is nothing new. Perhaps the best argument I have ever heard for giving people easier access to guns was, "There are some people who just need to be shot". This guy is one of them.

I'm going to Hell!!

Hehehe....
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test

Read it!

My dad sent me this. Finally it's like this country is waking up and realizing all the bullshit this president has been shoveling at them.
Yes, I know that 'president' is supposed to have a capital P when used in this instance. But this president doesn't deserve a capital P.
I doubt all the narcissistic, idiotic Republicans who have been supporting Dubya will have any of this information penetrate their mushy skulls, but for the rest of us who have minds of our own and can think for ourselves and know that thinking for yourself DOES NOT make you unpatriotic, we can know that perhaps the truth is starting to come out into the mainstream with articles like these.

We took the boat out on the lake and fished yesterday. Not one bite! I was bummed. We took Po with us, I thought he'd like the wind in his fur. He cried most of the time he was on the boat and kept leaning waaaay over the side to try to drink out of the lake. He liked it when we were cruising along, but when we stopped to fish he'd trot all over the boat. I thought he was going to fall in for sure, but he didn't. That would have been one seriously soaked dog.

Anyway, I am procrastinating. I need to go get everything ready for tonight. Too bad I feel like SLEEPING. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Ack, my Z key got stuck. That was just supposed to be a few zzz's...it's very sticky. Ruh-roh. Time to clean off the KB :P

Here's the deal...

I was at Albertson's with Gracie discussing what we should do this afternoon (which inevitably involves her telling me she doesn't need a nap) when she puts her hand on my arm, looks me in the eye and says, "Here's the deal, Kee...". I don't remember what she said after that 'cause I was laughing too hard. That girl cracks me up.

CJ's parents are in AZ and are going to spend Thanksgiving with us here in Yuma! *excited* :)

I am re-enacting the Sandra Bullock banging-the-phone-against-the-counter-and-screaming scene from Divine Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood. Only with my computer. And myself.