This and That

We're very happy about the election results for the most part. For some reason, my area elected Erik "Whackjob" Paulsen over Ashwin Madia, which was pretty annoying. And it seems to me that Coleman is making such a fuss because he knows the votes aren't really there for him.

When we were in Ireland, once people heard our accents, they wanted to talk to us about the election. Once we hastily reassured people that we hadn't voted for Bush, (either of them) they were very happy to talk with us. :-) Everyone wanted to make sure we would do the right thing and "put Mr. Obama in." And, of course, since they get real news in the UK, everyone was well aware that Bush wasn't legitimately elected either time. As my cousin said "It was bloody obvious!" Yes, it was.

One older gentleman in Ballyhaunis shared with me that he had known my Great-Grandmother's family, and evidently one of my great (Or great great?) uncles was able to cure cancer. He had a special concoction that he mixed up, but unfortunately the secret died with him. Who knows? Chemotherapy is concoctions, when you think about it...

I will recommend having crutches when you're traveling by air. It got us to the head of the lines, I got rides in the airports...if I had had to walk in the Amsterdam airport, I'd STILL be trying to get to the gate a month later. Schipol is a humungous airport - we landed, and then taxied about a half hour to get to our gate. (Well, maybe not a full half hour, but at least 20 minutes.) We were joking that we got to see half of Amsterdam just out the window of our plane.

I am down to one crutch now - but am still doing PT and such. Even a month later, I still have a good sized goose egg on my shin, (and a dent, even) and all the other fun things that go with "injuring everything in the knee that you can injure." I guess I tore everything, but didn't totally tear anything. So hopefully I won't need surgery. Well, as I told the Doc "I don't like doing things halfway, y'know." He started laughing and told me that my dad had "said the same thing when he tore his shoulder all to hell." Like father, like daughter!