Super Tuesday and I'm Feelin' Good

Guess what? I feel good. And I'm even wearing a thong today! Normally, that'll squash my mood pretty quick.

I got about 12 hours of sleep last night. I'm sure that's helping. My headache, be it wine or migraine, is gone. And because I'm feelin' so good, I got my pearls on. My co-workers know it's a good day when I got my pearls on.

And I've got Feelin' Good by Michael Buble running through my head. It kinda makes me wanna strip. I won't though. It's the whole big band boom-chicka-boom thing. Maybe I'll create a playlist on my iPod entitled Strippin'. Get my showgirls thang on.

Where was I?

Oh, right. I'm feelin' good.

And! I'm excited about this whole Super Tuesday thing.
I know!

I've never followed politics. Never. It's confusing and overwhelming and it just bums me out. But then Steve guilted me into voting for the first time in the last presidential election. I think we ended up going through a couple of bottles of wine while watching Dan Rather's coverage, which was unbelievably entertaining. "He swept through the South like a tornado through a trailer park." Fantastic. Dan Ratherisms. And someone compiled them all. Ya gotta love the internet.

So I voted, and I lost and well, I gave up hope.

Ah, but this year is proving to be damned exciting. Hope is almost a tangible thing! I'm checking CNN every half hour (Huckabee wins WV? Really? What the.....?) and looking at numbers that make absolutely no sense to me. I've tried reading up on it and figuring it out, but all I can come up with is that I want someone's numbers to be higher than someone else's numbers. That's it. I am curious what a Superdelegate is, though. And do they wear a costume?

We Washington folks don't get to vote until Saturday. But I got my absentee ballot in the mail yesterday. It's already filled it out. I AM READY!

And! It's Fat Tuesday to boot! Although, I've never really participated in Mardi Gras. Too many people. But I have lots of beads. I could wear those around the house tonight while I'm cleaning and look all festive. Oooh, then I'll put on "Feelin' Good" and prance around, swingin' my hips and twirlin' the beads, Swiffer in hand.......

My mother is having a heart attack right now. I just know it.

Happy Super Fat Tuesday!
(Mmmm, makes me want a cheeseburger.....)

Weekend Update

I really don't have anything interesting to report today. But I know how some of you just live for this blog, so here's an update, nonetheless.

I went to the ThorNton Creek show Friday night. Steve is out of town and didn't play with them, so I decided I'd stayed away long enough. It was a good show, and it was nice to see all the Millers again. Not sure if they were exactly "happy" to see me, but everyone was polite to everyone so it seemed okay. The only moment of "oh-crap-I-shouldn't-have-come-here" was when they played Morpheus and MJ said "This is for Raechelle....." and I cried. It's a pretty song. And it brought back a lot of good memories.

Saturday, I shopped all day. New underwear, a curtain rod extender, a pretty red scarf, clothes hangers, colored key covers. Fun stuff. I also got a new cell phone. Which was a colossal pain in the ass. It should have only taken 15 minutes or so, but I was at Car Toys for an hour because the Boy was either stoned or very infatuated with me. He was bumbling around like one of the Three Stooges. He'd print out something write on it, realize he'd written in the wrong area, laugh about it, then have to print it all over again. He felt the need to explain the absolute simplest things to me ("Here's how you turn it on, and here's how you dial a number....") and my lack of interest in him didn't seem to be a deterrent at all. I tell ya, it's hell being so cute.

When I finally left there, my mood was quite sour. And now I'm not sure I even like this new phone. I'll have to buy a new headset because my headset isn't compatible and I hate every ring tone on it so I need to figure out how to download those. The phone was free, but it's going to cost me $100 just to get it how I like it.

That evening, I ventured over the The Eastside for a birthday dinner for a co-worker. Home and in bed by midnight.

Sunday, I hung out at Shaun's and did some laundry while I watched the Seahawks FINALLY PLAY SOME FOOTBALL!! It's about damn time! Even Shaun, the ultimate football curmudgeon, watched most of the game with me. I didn't dare shoot my mouth off last week about the Rams not having won a game yet and we should be able to beat them. No sir. That bit me in the ass with the Saints. But poor Bulger couldn't do squat. He was out for the last two games because he was injured, but it looked like maybe he still wasn't ready to play yesterday. I read that he felt he needed to get in there and help his team, but he didn't seem to really help that much.

And after I left Shaun's I went by a *different* Car Toys to see about exchanging my phone. And the guy had absolutely no interest in my whatsoever. I ended up not exchanging my phone, because it seems that my headset is obsolete now and I won't be able to find a compatible phone at all. And the guy told me about a little hard drive that goes into my phone so I can download ringtones on it ("they're only, like, $10.....") and the little converter where the little harddrive goes in one end and the other end plugs into the USB port on the computer ("and these are only, like, $20.....") so it may not be that expensive after all. Now I just need to find a headset. Because the majority of the conversations I have with my parents are when I'm driving great distances in a lot of traffic. I need my headset.

All and all, in and out in 10 minutes.

And I'm in a damn good mood today. I'm choosing not to analyze why. I woke up happy, which is rare, and so far no one has pissed me off today. Could this be a new way of life for Raechelle? Let's not get ahead of ourselves......We'll just have to see how long this lasts.

Love, The Universe

I had a bento box for lunch again today. My fortune?

"Don't give up. Your problem gets better next month."

I sat in World Wrapps and cried.