My Name is Kris and I Blah-g

We have another week before we travel to Anaheim and I couldn’t be more anxious to get there. I asked Michaela this morning if she wanted to run away with me.She said, “No. I like it here.”DANG.”Where would we go?” She asked.”I was thinking we could just go to Disneyland forever.”"MOVE there!?”"Sure.”"But they don’t have toys there.”Um, WHAT!? Girl needs to work on her priorities. Disneyland is a toy mecca in my opinion. But alas, I told her that we’d stay here and just live with our frequent visits to the Mouse House instead. I don’t know why I am so eager to go. Michaela and I were just there in August. So it’s not like we haven’t been for a long time. I think it’s just things have reached their breaking point. I am about as fed up with this election as I can get. I know I do this to myself every election but this one really has me on edge. I can’t believe I am saying this but I actually miss the Clintons. I am still holding out hope they do SOMETHING before November 4 that will blow Obama out of the water so Hilary can make her come back in 4 years. I would much rather bash on her than have to deal with Obama’s socialist garbage. The man is scary. He is truly a frightening individual with such horrible opinions about our country. It’s true what moms say, you are who your friends are. If you look at who your closest friends are and who you align yourself with, it pretty much shapes your opinion of the world and how you treat other people. Obama will not answer a question directly. He holds his nose up in the air and looks down on people when he talks and he says he has all the answers but he won’t say what they are. I’ll just say it..He’s a freakin’ lunatic and dang it, I want the Clintons back. At least with them all we have to worry about is an occasional woman getting sexually harassed and a death or two under mysterious circumstances. I can deal with that. I just can’t fathom the idea of what this world would be like if the likes of Barry Obama takes over. **Shudder**So, I want to escape to the Magic Kingdom. At least in that world, politics seems to disappear. Not to mention all the other garbage gets checked at the gate….unemployment, boredom…widowhood Anyway, it can’t get here fast enough! I think everyone except Grandad is excited about it. Poor Grandad. He’s so over the Disneyland thing… but we got him to tag along and hopefully he’ll find some joy there. Me on the other hand, plan to have a fabulous time!