Confused in '08

Before reading this try to remember...my blog, my opinion.

Okay, so the conventions are over; we've seen/heard from the candidates, now it's decision time. I for one, am completely confused and am hoping for some clarity in the next couple of months. I am going to come out of the closet and say:

I like the Obamas.

There. I did it. I just can't help it. I love the story of a boy coming from a single parent/ low-income home, making it through Harvard Law. My inner public education teacher can't help but smile. Then he meets a girl who was raised in a one-bedroom apartment and also seemed to rise above what we would expect would happen to her. She gets through Harvard Law herself. They get married and have two adorable daughters. This isn't to say I know them personally. I know better than to trust politicians personal lives as "moral and honorable." Case in point:

John McCain.

War hero...yes. But how can I vote for someone who left his first wife at middle-age after she dutifully waited five long, hard years for his return for a 24 year-old heiress? And what's wrong with the 24 year-old heiress that she'd want to be with a 44 year-old married guy? Seriously, what makes John McCain better than John Edwards or Bill Clinton? Time? Are you saying that with time, all that we'll remember about John Edwards is that he's the son of a mill-worker? Cindy McCain wasn't the first woman he cheated with either. "Country First"...family second? That's just not okay with me. (Don't think I've forgotten all those digs at Mitt's [honest] fortune either.)

So what to do? I don't agree with most of Obama's policies. I fall more in line with McCain. Do I vote party over person? I would never do this if I were voting for Larry Craig; so why now? Am I willing to say that a leaders personal life and conduct mean nothing to me?

As for the veeps...I don't care much for Biden. I am coming around on Palin. Last weekend, I thought she was a dumb choice, but after hearing her speak, I think her miles above McCain. Sure the Elaine Bennis (Seinfeld) hair has got to go, and I agree with Letterman when he said she looks like a Lens Crafters model, but she has a lot to offer, I think. Do I vote for McCain in hopes that somehow Palin could be our next president? Is that a risk I dare take? I don't know.

It's going to get interesting.

Note: This is solely Lindsay's opinion of things. For Paul's opinion of things, he'll have to make his own post.

Paul says the darndest things

Paul: (Through chattering teeth accompanied by the sound of our AC on full blast) I think all those global warming scientists must be pregnant ladies.

Later that same evening...

Me: (Watching my stomach squirm about) What if I'm not really pregnant, and I give birth to a giant amoebic worm?

Paul: I'd raise it as my own.

There's No Place Like Home

We're back! Back to school (officially tomorrow for Paul), back to toys, back to PG, back to family, back to life without a dishwasher. Oh wait, I have two of the best dish washers around. One isn't wearing pants a lot these days.

That was one quick summer. And before you know it, our family of 3 will be a family of 4. I have a tentative induction date of September 23rd, which puts us at less than a month to go. Are we ready? I don't know. I've been trying to get everything ready for baby the last week; you know, organizing, cleaning, freezing meals, making baby bows,etc. They call it "nesting." I just call it "crazy."

It's been good to be back. Sabrina was happy to get back to "Utalk" and her cousins and grandparents here. The toys have been nice too. Best of luck to everyone at the beginning of this school year (that includes my teaching friends...I think about you guys daily...hang in there ladies, things calm down in October!).

A Few Observations...

*That Michael Phelps is one amazing athlete!

*Tim Daggett (the gymnastics announcer) is the biggest "Debbie Downer" there is.

*You can't throw blue eyeshadow on a 12 year-old, 73 lb. gymnast and say that she's 16. Seriously, one of those girls had a toothless grin. I've seen enough first-graders without front teeth to know that she's NOT 16.

*It's tough when you're forced to root for Kobe Bryant.

*Despite the age thing, those Chinese women gymnasts should win the gold. They are feeding their families for the next 20 years, and they've only seen them a handful of times ever. All that Shawn Johnson has had to sacrifice is her youth and Krispy Kreme doughnuts.

Weekly Update

Well, we're another week down and will be home in three days. It hardly seems possible that summer is nearly over. This has been a great week! First of all, we were lucky to be visited by Paul's friend Ben Welch who came out here to do some interviews and had the luxury of sleeping on an air mattress in the living room. Sabrina grew somewhat attached to him and even called out for him in a desperate attempt to not go to bed. When I tell her we're going to get dad from work, she says, "Let's go get daddy and Ben." And then just a few days later, we were lucky enough to have the Blacks (Jami, Scott,and the adorable Bayles) come stay the night and see some sights with us the next day. They are always a good time, and if we make it back here, we'll have to head down to Richmond to see them. Sorry no pics.

Note: Sabrina went 4 days with no accidents. This includes going on foreign toilets yesterday and today. Then tonight, she had one when we were at the Hansens for dinner. Argh (with a smile...don't let her know I'm upset). I am pretty proud of the progress she is making though. Tomorrow is always another day, I guess.

From the Mouths of Babes...

Okay, so I have been trying the whole potty thing, and we have seen significant progress. I don't think I would have started trying to train her this early except for that baby #2 is on the way, and I knew that if I didn't give it my best effort before the newborn is here, that I would always regret/wonder about trying. I am not going to say that she is "potty trained" because to me that really means she shuts the door and does it all herself with no reminders/bribes. By that definition, some of my first graders probably weren't potty trained. Although, we went all of yesterday with no accidents, #1 or #2 (until SUPER FUN dad came home, and then who wants to go to the potty when they can just play with SUPER FUN dad and wet their pants...mom will take care of this, right?). Well, today we were on the potty, (Sabrina wasn't too happy about it) and she looked me right in the eyes and said, "It's no use, Mommy. It's no use." (She has been calling me "Mommy" and Paul "Daddy" the last little while...we have no idea where she got that). Anyway, I was floored. Does she know something I don't? Was that her telling me, "Look mom, when the baby comes and we move once again, I am just going to go back to my old ways, give it up"? A little advice here would be good.

And another thing, "It's no use?" Where in the world did she pick that up? I have been amazed by how much she has grown up this summer. The true signal that she was no longer a baby was when she and Noah and Eli were eating lunch here and laughing about burping. She's not supposed to think that's funny yet, right?

Mortician in Training

All who vote for Paul to start posting his own stories say I.

As if his danger ride with the Po Po wasn't enough, they now have him visiting the morgue to witness autopsies. Will this knowledge come in handy? Doubtful. All I know is that the morgue was not his kind of adventure. All he really mentioned was that he skipped lunch. Let's just leave it at that.

Sadly, there are no tough phone camera pictures to document this event. It would be more than a little creepy if there were.