Barack to the Future

It's still early.
There is no new president...yet.
But I felt the need to express my feelings about today.
My vote goes beyond skin color or celebrity endorsement.
It is about a new America.
I think that John McCain is an amazing man. In this election, while I've voted for Obama, I feel as though a new leaf will be turned regardless of the winner. I'm hopeful that CHANGE will occur...but Idon't feel as though it's a crapshoot....which is how I felt in 04.
But we've already made history...and hopefully will continue to make it.
I feel as though I've supported a candidate who speaks to me. A politician in the most positive of senses. Yes, he's still a politician. Yes, there is still room for him to show that he's pulled the wool over our little lamb eyes (as is with ANY vote). But I stand behind my vote. I feel very strongly that he is a man of integrity who can lead this country out of its dark place.
After leaving the polls I felt this overwhelming sense of "Did I make the right choice?" I had doubts... I see the positive in both sides.
But as I cast my vote, I felt a sense of pride and was giddy. My generation spoke up. I did my research. I listened. I ignored the opinion of my family members (who are my role models). I voted with my heart. I voted with that I felt was the best decision for me at this time.
Either way, change needs to happen. This is a pivotal point in our history.
I hear people say that we have so far to go w/race relations...
yet in 50 years...look how far we've come?
We still have a long ways to go...but Jesus..50 years is nothing...and we've come so far.
This election is not about race..
For me it is about two great men ready to change a dark spot in American history.
I feel proud to be a part of this election.
Maybe I'm Pollyannaing out on this one...but I don't think it's about race. I think it's about hope and change and the need to change the status quo.
While I feel blessed to be born in this country (and I never say blessed) I am not the America I know that we should and hope to be.
On another note...
I always feel incredibly sorry for the candidate who is not elected. I know they know it is a possibility but still. Your biggest goal in life comes to this.. That's gotta be incredibly hard.
Regardless of blue and red, you have to acknowledge that McCain has done his service and then some for our country. It is undeniable.

Next step...a cat and a Winnie the Pooh dress!

I have a confession.

I like to paint pottery.

I love it, actually. I've been trying to do some Christmas present painting while doing something I enjoy. I do realize it's a bit of a loser-esque thing to love doing....and while no worries... I don't intend to turn this blog into a rambling list of things I enjoy crafting, I do give all readers full permission to plan an intervention if I am a single teacher who paints pottery, has cats, and wears Christmas sweaters and Winnie the Pooh jumpers.

Here's a few of the things I've painted. I painted the football dish for Jason and the painting didn;'t come out as clean as I'd liked. I also painted the mirror for Kylie and the wine bottle holder for my grandmother. The frame is for my friend who loves her cats and the salsa dish was my very first creation with Nadia. (That's the one I'm most proud of). I also painted a kick ass cup for my auntie but since it's for her birthday and she reads the blog, I'm not at liberty to share...but trust me..it kicks so much butt.

The Thing About Break Ups

So I've had some time to contemplate my new status as single. I've come to one big conclusion. When people say, "It's not about you, it's him" that's not true. Because the truth is...it is about you. For some reason, you aren't what they want. So the real trick becomes in reminding yourself that hopefully one day you'll be enough for someone else.
The other thing is the never answered question of "Who were you really dating?" In fact that could be an awesome new game show. In the moments of the break up, something is always revealed that you didn't know before: a fact, a memory, an emotion. Ultimately, you end up questioning who you loved and adored for so long. For me, this has been the hardest part. Generally speaking, I don't have a whole lot of space in my heart for hate. So I don't hate him. And that takes too much energy. Yeah, I'm mildly pissed about how it all went down. But I like to think of him...no, scratch that...need to think of him as a really great person.
It also helps knowing that your big brother still wants to kick anyone's ass who hurts his baby sister...
Playlist:
Gotta Get Thru This- Daniel Beddingfield
Sleeps With Butterflies- Tori Amos
What Goes Around Comes Around-JT
Leave the Pieces-The Wreckers
Movin On- The Kelly Bell Band