Born In the USA.........

Whether you are a cool rocking daddy in the USA or a cool rocking mama in the USA...you've got a job to do today. So, put on your favorite shoes, pucker up and put on some age defying lip color, spritz on a little of that lovely perfume and get your sassy strut going.....
Because, sweetie, YOU are picking the next PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES today......
As for me....I'm heading to the polls momentarily. I'm gunning to be #1 in line. With the big voter turn out that's expected, I want to beat the crowd. Well, to be honest--my voting poll is on my walking route. So, I'll just work it out so that I can end there a little before the doors open. Okay, okay....I'm not really gunning to be #1 in line...I'm just hoping it works out that way. And, I definitely hope to beat the crowds! But only because I don't want to run into anyone I know without my heels, my cha-cha outfit and my lipstick on. (but that doesn't mean you shouldn't look your best...!) Yes, I'm a vain voter.
Speaking of the election....yesterday, Hilary herself paid a personal visit to my little suburban hamlet to rally the troops at the Obama headquarters on our main street. From what I hear...from my sister-in-law who was trying to get to her chiropractor (she never made it)...things were rather wild up there with all the secret service, campaign workers and supporters on hand. And, to think, I was way across town at work. I guess all the folks who don't have jobs got to chat with her and check out her pantsuit....
From where I'm sitting (in my little office off of the kitchen), I'm thinking that today is going to be a long day....from the time I cast the first ballot of the day until the last votes are counted. Just 24 hours ago, I was sick and tired of all the campaigning and I still feel that way. But, today is election day. A new day to a new way. Oh, I feel a wonderful excitement in the air! Just think...tomorrow morning, the world will be different. Well...except for the fact that I'll still have to go to my staff meeting (wonder if the new prez can do something about that!) and my family will still want to eat dinner. But....a new president....that's pretty big. Speaking of presidents and being big.....the other day it occurred to me...there hasn't been an obese presidential candidate or an obese president as long as I can remember. Perhaps that's why insurance companies were never mandated to throw money at helping people fight obesity and put an end to it for good. I'll bet if that happened....we wouldn't be having this conversation. Well...let's look on the bright side....maybe it's all for the best. I don't know if I would have wanted to miss my Lapband journey. Well, maybe just a little.........
Now you know where I stand politically....I'm voting for the one who weighs the most...only because he weighs the most....
;-)