I am so excited and it's not from the celebratory Three Musketeers sugar rush.
It's because I don't have to seriously entertain thoughts about fleeing to another country before this one went to pot. It would have been a pain in the butt to move my horse to New Zealand.
I know that's way farther than Canada but, hey, I like to be different. Nothing against Canadians. Frankly, I've seen nothing of Canada but it looks to be beautiful. And cold. And that's why I moved out of the great city of Chicago.
And I have been to New Zealand and I KNOW that's beautiful. And not so cold. Oh, and beautiful.
Oh, I'm so off point.
Since I was legally allowed to vote, I've not been thrilled about either of the candidates. They all seemed smarmy. I know I'm one of those "don't judge a book. ." people but seriously. I voted because I had to.
This year? Way different. This year I appreciated exponentially my right to vote. I really wanted to get someone who can get this country. Senator Obama got my vote. Enthusiastically.
And god knows I hate to lose.
So congratulations to President Obama. This is going to be awesome. But New Zealand. I still coulda loved New Zealand.