I joined The Troth back in college, soon after finding my way home again to the gods I'd grown up with.  I wasn't too active or vocal on the discussion lists (save for a few discussions about Ol' One Eye, one of which I recall being a discussion about single women who are called by him...) , nor did I ever submit anything for publication in Idunna ( Read more... )

I'm still in the recovery process from the emotional overload of the past few days.  I had no idea it was physically possible to ride such an intense wave of euphoria for so long.  Granted, I was so giddy and ecstatic all day yesterday that I was physically exhausted by 7 PM, but I stayed up until after midnight anyway watching continuing coverage ( Read more... )

Tonight finds me waxing nostalgic.

( College rings, yearbooks, and lessons I've learned over the last few years )

You know, it just feels good to be alive.  I was so overwhelmed with joy and pride and excitement last night that I bawled and wept to the point of dehydration.  McCain's speech was wonderful, and I'll admit I got a bit emotional because I was so proud that he was so gracious in his defeat in urging his party and his followers to support and serve ( Read more... )

Oh, thank the gods for PTO.  My township's polling place is usually pretty wretched, so I was dreading (DREADING!) the wait I'd have to endure in order to cast my vote today.  Of course, I was willing to wait it out however long as I needed (though as I guzzled a lukewarm Coke an hour before heading out, I was struck by the very real fear of having ( Read more... )

So Obama's 30 min ad tonight?  I swear to the gods I went through a box and a half of tissues.  Not during the sappy emotional narrations, but at every clip showcasing bits of his speeches.  Not only is that man is an extraordinary orator, but in the eight years since I've been a registered voter, he is the only candidate who has ever inspired in ( Read more... )