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Giving Thanks - Day 5

Politics were always fun to me - anyway, the politics of the party I believe in.  It became a bit of a sticky wicket when Ted and I became close.  Ted and I are polar opposites when it comes to politics.  In fact, we joke a bit every election how we are just cancelling each other out.  It became a little less fun to me - because he is very staunch in his beliefs. I and especially my son-in-law Brandon are very staunch in ours (I had a hell of time getting that to be grammatically correct and I know it's still not).  It's actually so bad that I can't say, "I'm right" without Ted snickering and thinking it's funny - I always have to say, "I'm correct" to avoid any discussion about it.  That being said, I have banned any type of political discussion at family dinners, etc.   I even have to tell my mother to stop every once in a while - because I don't want any type of discord or raised voices in my home.  Family and politics don't mix.


Anyway - my love of the American system has always been a strong one.  Every time there was an election, I volunteered to be a poll station judge.  Every year, I would sit there for 14 to 16 hours and love every minute of it.  Until two years ago, I had sat at nearly every election for the last eight years.  I was devastated two years ago when I got so sick I couldn't make my assignment.  I had to call and tell them I had to be replaced.  This year, I am sad to say, I have had no desire.  In fact, I didn't even think about it.  It didn't interest me.  I am so sick of politics that I could scream.  I have watched endless posts on Facebook with people posting their opinions, pictures, stories, etc.   I am so sick and tired of negative attack ads I want to knock heads together - tell me what YOU are going to do - not try and scare me with what you THINK the other person is going to do.  I don't think I've seen one ad that portrays "this is my platform, this is what I am going to do, this is how I will fix it".

That being said - I am thankful that after tomorrow - most of the crap will stop.  I can't stand the idea of one more day of it.  I know that it may continue, but, I am hoping that it will slow down to a slow crawl.  I know that with a race that is as close as this one will probably be, things may not be settled until Wednesday or maybe even later (hence, Bush vs. Gore).  All I know is:

I am thankful that tomorrow is election day and this crap is done!!!


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