Dream. Hope. Change.

I am overwhelmed with emotion today; brimming with excitement and hope. And all because of the results of yesterday’s Presidential Election.

I know I said that I wouldn’t let people know who I voted for simply because I felt my vote was confidential. Well, today I’m breaking from that thought. And it’s all because of how historic this moment in time is.

Let me start off by saying that regardless of who would have won this election, today … or rather last night … it would have been a historic moment. Whether it was an African-American president or a Woman Vice-President, it would have been a first for these United States.

However, being the liberal person that I’ve always been, I believe that my faithful readers would have realized who I voted for, even though I never said it “out loud.” But here it goes: I am proud to say that I voted for Barrack Obama. I am proud that I voted for a person who, amongst the two candidates, best aligned with my beliefs. I am proud that this is a person who was more attuned to the needs of my generation. You know … the generation that, in it’s current state, won’t be able to afford to retire, won’t get any social security, and won’t have any health insurance. The same person who believes that people have the right to choose.

But Obama being elected isn’t the main reason I’m feeling this incredible pride for this country. Today, I am proud to call myself American … not because terrorists invaded our soil and we survived (although, I am proud of that) … but because we, as a nation, have made one ginormous step towards breaking down stereotypes and races. And we have once again, instilled a sense of hope for our nation; that we can overcome any type of adversity to achieve change.

I know I posted this before ... but I just love this pic!
I know I posted this before ... but I just love this pic!

I wonder if this feeling of hope and excitement was how women other African-American’s felt when they were first granted the right to vote. That feeling of being able to make a difference. To be able to make free choices. If this is how it felt like back during  that time period, then I now know why those events were emphasized so much in History classes. Because just like it was during those times, right now … at this moment, we are ready for change. ANY change.

Oh, I’m not that naive to think that by voting an African-American man into the highest executive position in our country is going to change people’s opinions and views of an entire minority race. G*d knows that it was well after women were given the right to vote when (back in 1984) an entire political party felt that a woman would be “strong” enough to carry the Vice-Presidential ticket. And to this day, there are still many discrepancies to be found in promoting equality within a work place.

But the fact of the matter is that yesterday … we, as a country, opened that door; the door which  allows our children (or in most of my reader’s cases, nieces or nephews) to know that any dream is possible …

Me! Me! Pick Me!

Two posts in one day?! Oh. Em. Gee. (As my younger cousin would text, as an added emphasis on “OMG”). What the bloody heck is goin’ on?! Well, I finally have a Sunday of absolutely no plans to do a little catching up on bloggies.

And seeing as if I’ve recently been tagged for a meme, I figured I do it today. And actually, come to think of it. I’ve been tagged a few times with different meme’s … so might as well do them all!


The first one was waaaaay back at the beginning of August from VA Blondie at Do Without Doing. Uhm … yeah. So sorry it’s taken me this long to do it! 

The Rules

  • Link to the person who tagged you
  • Post the rules on your blog
  • Let the tagger know when your entry is posted.
  • Let each person you have tagged know by leaving a comment on their blog
  • Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them

Okay, six random thingies …

  1. I’m such a procrastinator. Oh yeah, right … like you didn’t already know!
  2. I’m a coffee snob. Hate the nasty stuff at work and have to pick up “the good stuff” or brew my own before heading to the office.
  3. I’m a sucker for word games. Throw a Scrabble board or a NYT Crossword in front of me, and I’m game. Not good at them, but I love doing them!
  4. I have trust issues with my hair. Not that I do anything extraordinary to it (like cut/dye/style it a special way), I just don’t like anyone I don’t know or trust playing with it.
  5. I’m not as daring or brave or as impulsive as most people (IRL) think. I’m actually quite a deliberative person who has to be excessively prepared before heading into a situation. (Okay, maybe I should have just said I was “anal-retentive”!)
  6. Sunday mornings are probably my most favorite time of the week. I love sleeping in, but the utter quietness of Sunday mornings makes me feel at peace … even for just a minute


The next one is from Kara at Becoming Parents. (Okay, wow … this one was from back in June! Talk about procrastination!) This meme was prompted by the book written by Larry Smith & Rachel Fershleiser, Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six Word Memoirs by Writers Famous & Obscure. Apparently, Hemingway once bet ten dollars that he could sum up his life in six words. His words were, “For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn.” The book is a compilation of similar 6 word stories. This meme challenges us to do the same:


  • Write your own six word memoir.
  • Post it to your blog including a visual illustration if you would like.
  • Link to the person who tagged you
  • Tag 5 more bloggers
  • Don’t forget to leave a comment in the tagged blogs with an invitation to play

Here’s my Six (okay, really seven) Word Memoir and visual illustration:

(A) non-fictional account of triumph over tragedy


And finally, Kate over at Bee in the Bonnet tagged me for this one word meme. Apparently I’m supposed to stick to a one word answer … which, just like Kate, will be torture for someone who loves to just babble on and on and on …

So here’s my attempt

  1. Where is your cell phone? Purse
  2. Where is your significant other? Table
  3. Your hair color? Black
  4. Your mother? Religious
  5. Your father? Traveling
  6. Your favorite thing? Reading
  7. Your dream last night? Scary
  8. Your dream/goal? Far
  9. The room you’re in? Cafe
  10. Your hobby? Writing
  11. Your fear? Failure
  12. Where do you want to be in six years? Happy
  13. Where were you last night? Football
  14. What you’re not? Ignorant
  15. One of your wish list items? Travel
  16. Where you grew up? Suburbia
  17. The last thing you did? Type
  18. What are you wearing? Underwear
  19. Your T.V.? Off
  20. Your pet? Family
  21. Your computer? MacBook
  22. Your mood? Content
  23. Missing someone? Cousins
  24. Your car? Orange
  25. Something you’re not wearing? Socks
  26. Favorite store? Target
  27. Your Summer? Gone
  28. Love someone? Hubby
  29. Your favorite color? Blue
  30. When is the last time you laughed? Today
  31. Last time you cried? Friday


And if you’ve noticed, I’ve already broken the rules / failed to follow instructions. I’ve decided that I’m not going to tag anyone. So ptooey!

Boy, this was fun!



And the trees are stripped bare
Of all they wear
What do I care?

And kingdoms rise
And kingdoms fall
But you go on

— U2