George W. Bush is not going to be our president, tomorrow.  Our Nation is breathing a collective, albeit shallow, breath.  It feels like the enormous tension of anger and grief is loosening its hold from around our hearts.  I cannot help but notice that despite the obvious fears of a bad economy and high rate of unemployment, we are a people of hope, and we just want a chance to feel like we are part of something that isn’t based on lies and deceit- that we can hold our heads erect and not feel like the world’s laughing stock.  I just want to feel proud to be an American again, and I think it is almost time.

In other news, Jason proposed to Jen this weekend- I am going to have a sister!  I am really excited for them both, I could not think of a more wonderful girl to join the Rosa clan than Jen.  She truly is a great girl.  I adore her.  I cannot help but feel the tiniest littlest bit of frustration and impatience that I am not set on this road as well, but I try to think less of that and more of the great opportunities that will someday await me, distant though they may seem.  I am going to be attending a lot of weddings in the next few years, so I better get used to it!  I can already think of four I’ll be attending in 2009, in one of which I will be a bridesmaid- and I haven’t even really put a lot of thought into it!  God bless them all for their love and happiness- keep um coming, folks, I’ll be happy to shower you with love and good wishes and then secretly complain about it whilst eating from a huge tub of peanut butter on my couch…just kidding (only not really).

Off to bed- two more slipcovers to polish off prior to the inaguration!

Ever Virgin.