As we spend the evening watching election returns on CNN, I figured I’ll start my November blog tradition of saying something I’m thankful for every day. While I’m quite thankful for the cherry Twizzler Nibs NPH just gifted me with, I’m going to try to not just list a food item for the next 20-odd days. To kick off things, I’ll stay on topic with today’s political theme and say I’m thankful for our president. I could say I’m thankful for free speech and the right to vote, but snoozefest alert. I can honestly say I’m not on the same level of appreciation Ricky Stanzi has for America– I think there’s a helluva lot wrong with our political systems, and if given a job in (and plane ticket to, and a better handle on the native tongue of) Germany I’d abandon everything here before you could say “Forget getting my degree.” But today I’m very thankful for Barack Obama, Barry O, the man I’ll stand behind even my father claims we “kids just voted for him because we thought having a black president would be cool.” He is cool. (That’s not why I voted for him– his opponent was definitely farther up that list than the color of his skin.) He’s also not perfect, but neither would you be in that position. Some people only respect the position, but I certainly also respect the man. Yes we can, yes we did, these next two years will be quite interesting.

Merry Christmas, senate healthcare bill– you passed!  (I only know one person actually happy about that.  In the spirit of the holidays, we won’t discuss politics…)

Papa K and I went to Walmart last night to I don’t know, grab some soda and get out of the house and just generally drive erractically on the roads because he has a Hummer and he can.  TONIGHT is the big night around here– we open presents from the family tonight (and hoooo baby do we get a motherload) and then tomorrow morning we open gifts from Santa.  Who is real.  We will eat Way Too Freakin’ Big (but delicious) Dinner 3 of 4 after going to church and then it’s go time.  I’ll be super dressed up, lookin’ sexy fly, not quite sure why my grandparents don’t attend a church with a much larger 18-25 year old male demographic but WHATEVER.

It’s Christmas Eve, peeps– I’ve got gifts to wrap (not mine, HA as if I have the funds to give anything more than re-gifted dust catchers I found while moving out.)  GET OFFLINE and go hang out with your families.  Give em a hug.  Sing a song.  Pour yourself a drink.