The Day After

Well, metaphorically speaking because actually it's several days after. Arnie and i went to bed early and neglected our civic duty to Kate and refused to let her watch the returns come in. Well, refuse is a harsh word. I was scared that McCain would win and I would have 4 years of trying unsuccessfully to distinguish Sarah Palin from Tina Fey. Bingo I am in good shape because Biden and Obama neither look nor sound alike.

In spite of riotous celebrations in Harlem, most of the people I know let out with a few cheers and heartfelt thanks that we didn't go over into the abyss. But now I really have to stop reading the newspapers because it's all so grim...except for the weather which this November is amazingly warm. We are all still in light jackets and the idea of Thanksgiving and Christmas are pretty foreign. It's not cold enough and the idea of randomly spending money that you may not have for too much longer is pretty scary. Apparently I'm not the only one and that's the case for millions of consumers across the country.

However all that frugal talk aside, Kate's new rug arrived and looks gorgeous. I don't know that I ever had wall to wall carpeting in my bedroom and my bedroom growing up was the maid's room. But Kate has very large room and now she has a very large green rug which is gorgeous. Just no spilling of milk or vomiting please.