We Cannot Walk Alone

If you're not into politics, or specifically, Barack Obama, feel free to go visit a more lighthearted and funny blog today. And hey, if the nation falls to pieces because of your refusal to take responsibility for electing strong leadership, don't come crying to me.

Never in my adult life (which is admittedly not that long) have I seen such a need for us to stand up and take control of our own futures. This election has the potential to change the course of our country, both at home and our standings abroad. How can you NOT be motivated?! I *love* that in Obama's nomination acceptance speech, he talked about personal responsibility, and how making real, lasting changes will not be easy. He's not giving out lollipops, folks, he's asking us all to work together to make our lives better.

For those of you who no longer believe that things CAN change, remember what Señor Obama said in New Hampshire:

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics who will
only grow louder and more dissonant in the weeks to come. We've been
asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against
offering the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been
anything false about hope. For when we have faced down impossible
odds; when we've been told that we're not ready, or that we shouldn't
try, or that we can't, generations of Americans have responded with a
simple creed that sums up the spirit of a people.

Yes we can.

Yes we can to justice and equality. Yes we can to opportunity and
prosperity. Yes we can heal this nation. Yes we can repair this
world.

Yes we can.

Uhh, Yeah

"Happy August 26th!" is a standard greeting all over, right?
Okay, probably not. But Hubs and I celebrate the anniversary of the day we met, because we're sickeningly cute like that. It was the day the changed the course of both our lives like no other, and eventually got us to be parents of the two most awesome people I've ever had the privilege to know (or grow, for that matter)

Today I went to a market research, focus group meeting. For one hour of my time, answering basic questions, I got $200 cash when I left. Yeah! That's paying for our anniversary dinner! Not fiscally responsible, I know, to use my windfall for dinner instead of something well, you know, responsible. But sometimes, you just need to do something for yourself.

Yesterday Belly tried to run away from school. When we got there, he started to get upset, saying he just wanted to go home. I crouched and tried to reason with him (my first mistake) and when even bribery didn't work, I stood up and reached for his hand. And he ran the other way. I was stunned. He was actually attempting to run home!! Needless to say, I nabbed him and he went into school crying and fighting.

Someone asked me today where I plan to be in 5 years. Hmmm. Quite a loaded question. Requires more self inspection than I'm ready for at this moment. Personally? Professionally? Geographically??! I just don't know, man. I just don't know.