So I got up this morning charged with the plan of stopping by our little country church to cast my vote and drive on into work. When I turned the corner I saw the parking lot and realized I might need to resort to Plan B. It was full! I went on in to check it out and there was a line out the door, well almost anyway. I went ahead and got in line to see if I would have time to vote but alas. There was only one voting machine and the line was too long. So, I came on into work and will go by after work.
I thought about calling my boss and telling him that I would be a few minutes late because I was already there and stuff but since my cellphone is a piece of crap and I can't see what the heck I am doing I changed my mind. **sigh**
They say every vote counts and I do believe that. I imagine Obama's "Toot" is looking down on her grandson being a proud Grandmother. I know how she feels.
Today is my father's birthday. I never can keep up with how old he would have been, that is my So's job. I am sure he will let us all know. I miss him.