Love Street

Wonderful, Wonderful Chaos

For the first time in years, I am looking forward to Thanksgiving. I am cooking the bird for the first time in years, and we will be having Ro's family over for dinner. Lily and Noah will be too young to know...and perhaps they will never know...that for the rest of our lives, each Thanksgiving we will be giving thanks for the wonderful life that we have had since they have been home.  

Life is chaos. Wonderful, wonderful chaos. My kitchen floors are dirty, and I have more clutter in my house than I can stand, but I have two sets of dark eyes smiling at me everyday. I have two voices squealing with delight, and two sets of lips to kiss. I have two sets of feet running across my floor, and two messes to clean off of highchairs after meals. I have two little bodies to bathe each night, and double the stinky diapers to change. I have two rascals jumping on the couch and two palettes to please. I have two little warm bodies to squeeze as I say goodnight every night, and I have two little hearts to hold so closely next to mine. I have it all.

And life is only this good because I have a wonderful husband to share it with.

Lazy Days

Weekends around here are busy. Costco, Target, grocery store, trips to the mall. But on occasion, we get to spend some lazy time around the house. Finally, the weather has cooled...it was still 85 degrees last week! And for this hot blooded Mexican, the cooler weather couldn't come soon enough. I used to say that I wanted to move to Alaska to bask in the cold. I have recently changed that to Washington.

 

   

 

 

Free the Chickens

Eight years ago tonight, I was sitting in my MBA financial accounting class feeling pretty confident. I got a page that Gore took Florida. I heckled my conservative classmates. An hour later there was a page that they took Florida back. I ate crow.  By the time I got home from class, things were still up in the air, but it didn't look good. It only got worse.

Earlier this year, it looked as though one of the people I respect most was going to get the nomination. But she didn't, and I slowly moved over my support to the man that caught my eye at the 2004 DNC. I listened to him at that time and said to myself....that guy is going somewhere. We have not seen the last of him.

I voted about a week ago by mail. We have some long meetings this week and I knew it would be almost impossible to get away. Many people at work did the same as we knew the week would be nuts. I work in Orange County, probably the largest conservative pocket in California. Most of the people I work with are conservatives. We don't talk about politics much, but when we do, I say that I am a Liberal, and proud of it.

On the ballot, among other important issues, I voted to preserve the privacy of young women who choose to have an abortion, to make it illegal to discriminate against Gay and Lesbian Americans who choose to marry, and to free the chickens (state measure requiring more humane treatment of farm animals). The choices, to me, were simple. In my mind they were the right thing to do.

I don't know what tomorrow will bring.  But I have hope. And in addition to all the philosophical reasons why I identify more closely with the Democratic party, I am excited at the possibility that tomorrow I will wake up and find that our new President represents me as a minority.