patriots

The Iraq War is supposedly over ... funny because it doesn't feel like it. I am here in my comfy chair, not too badly stung by the economy, none of my family or direct friends shed blood or sweat. It feels so sadly distant and declaring it over gives me little relief. In my musings of propaganda and pin up girls I am thinking about today's war and Obama's speech.

"In an age without surrender ceremonies, we must earn victory".

So the tooth I sunk a good bit of our honeymoon fund into, now needs a root canal. Cha-Ching! Just another notch in my lipstick case of woes pre-wedding. Part of me continues to dream the dream of elopement ... but going through the stress of a wedding together really is something. Some sort of boot camp before the real deal.

I am really stuck on this red, white and blue kick. I just bought a red, white and blue purse and I think I am 3 seconds away from buying this poster. I also found something I want to get for a songstress girlfriend for her birthday in October. Also I keep getting sucked into those eternal snake rings ... I think I might be emotionally shopping.

Going to Charleston this weekend, hopefully the time off will help me get centered again.