Election Night

I have just gotten back from the bars (don't judge) in one of the most epic nights I can remember, not on a personal level, but communal. I suffered from anxiety all day, well, for weeks, induced most strongly by the RNC and Sarah Palin's silver speech.

Two days ago I was thinking what I would do, really, REALLY, if Obama lost, and how I would feel. And that imminent feeling of doom sat heavy with me. I said I would cry. And I meant it. Had Obama lost, I would have been deflated, and hurt, for lack of better words, and yes, I would have most likely cried. It's my country, and although I dont wear patriotic colors or shirts, don't chant USA USA in large crowds or jump to declare my nationality, I love it.

And tonight, yes, I cried. But out of relief and joy in the fact that for once, something I believe in counted and had weight. It's just so nice to be noticed everyonce in a while. GO BLUE!

Keeping with the tomato theme... SALSA

And day of the dead.

Saturday was salsa night, and also the official day of the dead. SO I dressed up with a marigold or two. And Sunday, yesterday, was the celebration of day of the dead, and Greer, Erin, and I went down to the parade in the rain and froze our toes off and admired the african dancing and cheered the zombies dancing "thriller" down the middle of the street.

Here, witness the amazing before and after, Saturday to Sunday...


















Of course the day of the dead is best spent in company....











UPDATE: A few photos from the Halloweens
VALKYRIE POWER!