If even ONE reader of mine does not also read Rachel Lucas, you MUST pop over and see this post. It is superbly appropriate for the interminable waiting we all are feeling as we hunker down in our bunkers, ammo dry, waiting...waiting...waiting...not JUST for tomorrow, but for the results tomorrow night. Perhaps it is particularly pertinent to me as I am dieting away a pesky five pounds right now, which is one of those numbers that translates more often than not into "who gives a sh*t?" resulting in never getting through it entirely. Normally, just a couple of pounds off and I'm ON THAT PLATE!
But not this time.
This time it's for the win.
President Romney AND a size four. Then I'm gonna be like Dragon Baby, baaaaby!