The Day After

Anyone else have election fatigue on social media? I know I do. Somehow with my facebook, I tend to see people reacting to things, but I don’t have a lot of drama. I also don’t post much political stuff. Within 20 minutes of the presidential results being declared, I saw twice as many posts saying “Whoa simmer down/be nice” than posts saying anything nasty. I also don’t have that many facebook friends.

This year I was torn on a few of California’s props, truly undecided until I put pen to paper. I did have that moment of clarity where I took a deep breath, marked my choice and knew in my heart that I made the right choice. The propositions are so tough, part of me wishes they were eliminated completely. Most seem like trickery.

Now if we can just get through November, past Thanksgiving, so I don’t have to hear people say “respect the turkey” anymore.

Completely random and unrelated: I was going through photos looking for something yesterday and I found photos from the Sears photos I had done of Spencer. They are as weird as they are delightful.

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3 Responses to “The Day After”

  1. Suzanne says:

    RESPECT THE…screw it, I love Christmas.


  2. Leah says:

    Quote from Calder: I don’t want Fanksgiving next. I WANT CHRISSMISS!

    He does not respect the turkey. Or stuffing. Or potatoes.


    Amy Reply:

    Maybe you can convince him that Yammy Claus brings gifts of turkey, potatoes and small pox.


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