My Big Fat Super Tuesday

I’ve really got nothing to go with that title, but how many days would it be appropriate? Not so much. So it’s my title for the day, and I’m sticking with it.

Fat Tuesday – well, Mardi Gras is a yummy day of decadence in theory, but ever since Katrina it has more nostalgia factor for me than a genuine wish to go. I feel much sadness for what was lost to the hurricane, the personal tragedy and sacrifices that came out of it. A much smaller, minuscule in the grand scheme of things loss, is the glamor the city once held for me.

Super Tuesday – Go Vote Now! or after lunch, or at some time today if you’re in a state holding elections today. I’m not going to tell you who to vote for, but whoever you believe in, whoever you think is the best choice to lead this country out of the depths of hell, please go help make that happen.

And that’s all I’ve got for you today. Hubby leaves tomorrow (edit – on a business trip, not for good!), and I’ve got about a dozen odd errands to run for him before, so I better “git to gittin”.