Resonant

Closing Thoughts

Well... That was unexpected.

1. The world isn't on fire. So that's good.
2. I guess I didn't really have a dog in the fight and that made things a little less exciting. But only a leeetle.
2.5. I really, REALLY miss working on campaigns. The feeling that fills the air at a watch party can't be beat. It's seriously like when I know a baby is about to come in to the world. Not mine, because that's NOT the same feeling. ;)
3. I still don't think I wasted my vote.
4. I still love America.
5.The end of DST is still KILLING ME!
5.5. My eyes are blurry. I feel hung over.
6. I'm going to have to think of actual things to blog about now besides fleeing political thoughts. Not sure if this will garner me more or fewer readers.
7. Lastly, I think we all know that I wouldn't vote for Hillary if I had some else's vote with which to do it. But I wept for her during her speech today. I wept for women. I wept for my daughter. I wept for your daughter. And their daughters. But we'll get there. In the meantime, ain't no one gonna grab my daughter by her p*ssy at any point in her life - homegirl is going to learn that she must never extinguish her power. Mothers, join me in teaching our girls that they breathe fire. We start TODAY.

"Swallow it down, like a jagged little pill..."

I heard a news anchor say something about how Trump might be the experimental drug for what is ailing America. You're sick and you're tired and you're willing to take anything that might help. It might kill you, but it might cure you. It's probably worth a try.

So here's what we're going to do.

We're going to stop joking about moving to Canada. That is ugly and un-American.

We're going to tell our kids that that's how these things go. And maybe we'll tell our daughters that this only means one of THEM will get to shatter that damn glass ceiling that Hillary bumped her head on yesterday.

We're going to tell our black friends, and our brown friends and our red friends and our yellow friends that THEIR LIVES MATTER TO US.

We're going to tell our immigrant friends that we're glad they're here and that we want them to stay with us and help us achieve all of our American dreams.

We're going to pick up and keep walking. This is AMERICA. PEOPLE DIE TO LIVE HERE. This is the process and it's the best process and thank God for it.

We're going to STOP TELLING PEOPLE THAT THIRD PARTY VOTES ARE WASTED OR DETREMENTAL TO SOMEONE ELSE'S PREFERRED CANDIDATE OR THAT THEY'LL WRECK THE SUPREME COURT, OR THE EC, OR WHATEVER THE CRAP PEOPLE WERE LAYING ALL OVER MY FEED YESTERDAY. It's MY VOTE DAMNIT AND I'LL SPEND IT HOW I WANT. I mean, does not every person who votes for the candidate who ultimately loses "waste" their vote? STOP THAT SHIT. Kthanks.

And we're going to unhide Sheena from our newsfeeds now because I think I've said all I have to say.

For today. ;)

I'm Thankful for Her

Alright, before all this kicks off (and by "all this" I mean wine in my jammies all by my lonesome because my husband is gone and my excessively nerdy college roommate lives 10 states away), I want to say something:
 

I wasn't anywhere close to voting for Hillary Clinton. I wouldn't go near her with someone else's ten foot pole. We don't have a single thing in common (lady bits aside, because unlike some might believe, that is NOT good enough reason to vote for someone!). As a Conservative. As a Christian. As a gun owner. As a military spouse. Our ideals just don't mesh well. Or, you know, at all...

 

But as a woman. As a woman who has been overlooked for simply committing the sin of BEING A WOMAN. As a mother. As the mother of a GIRL. I'm teary-eyed just thinking about what could happen tonight.
 

 

You know, kids aren't inherently racist or sexist or any other -ist. They see it. It's a learned behavior. Starting tomorrow, kids may never know a time that women weren't considered JUST AS GOOD AS MEN. SO SAYETH THE NATION.

 

And if that doesn't move you, I don't know what does.

 

Just as with Barack Obama (who you can also imagine I didn't vote for) before her, she's changing peoples hearts. Maybe not yours, and maybe not your own children's. But soon. And forevermore.

 

Politics completely aside, it's a good day for America.

 

Now please excuse me while I geek out over election returns.

 

I told you it's like Christmas, right? It is.

 

I even wore jeans instead of leggings and curled my hair today.

God bless, I love Election Day!

 

That Sticker Though...

 

I Love An Election

Okay, so here's the thing. This is funny, but if you really think you're going to need a shower after voting tomorrow, I'm sorry for you. I will not need one. My head will be high, my heart full of hope, and my hands clean.

I'm sure you know by now that I will be casting my vote for Gary Johnson. You may not know that I love Democracy so much that I registered to vote in the early morning the day I turned 18, and on that day I registered as a Republican. You may also not know that when I was in college I started the local chapter of the College Republicans with a friend. Yes, I did. Because I loved the party, and I believed in the party, and I did everything I could to further that cause. But this is no longer the party of Reagan and I JUST CAN NOT ANYMORE. I'm telling you this because I think people think I'm not a Conservative. I am. I haven't changed. If anyone is NOT a Conservative, it's Donald Trump. My Southern Democrat father is more Conservative than Donald Trump. You can put lipstick on a pig, but it's still a pig, my friends.

Yes, I recognize that we're probably going to have to muddle through 4 years of one of the two main party wieners, but I'll tell you what - it won't be through any vote of mine. You might say "Oh Sheena, you're wasting your vote!" and maybe to you I am. But in my heart, I'm doing so much more than casting a "protest vote," I am affecting change. We need to let the establishment know that we aren't going to accept these business as usual, crap-tastic options anymore. This is the best we can come up with? A bigot and a criminal?! No. Not in this great nation. I'm not buying it and neither should you. The two-party system is broken and if we don't fix it, we're going to implode.

As for you? I don't care who you vote for. Seriously, that's for you to decide. And that's why I love America. I love Democracy and the Democratic Process, and you just get on with yo' bad self, fellow voter. In fact, I'm going at 8 AM after school drop-off if you want a ride. But you better believe in that vote you're casting. Don't just cast it out of fear, or because someone filled you up on bull-shit about stacking the Supreme Court. And you better not get vomit in my car once you're done, either. ;)

"...the blood stirs, and the rush reminds us of the intoxicating joys of liberty, in a country of our own making, and of our fathers' and mother's making, in which we revere our freedom and labor for our goods.. hearing the drumbeat of excitement that reminds us that we were born free and urges us on in our determination to die freer yet, so help us God."

-William F. Buckley

Election Day is my very favorite day. It's better than my birthday, and almost better than Christmas. But I only say "almost" because there's only a 50% (or in this case 33%) chance I'm going to get what I asked for. ;)

Happy voting!

Nash Tried a Lime

And then P asked for a picture with her strawberry.