Ratcha fratcha

Mmmmm, hungry. It's time for breakfast. I just read Mchan's blog entry about breakfast where she made polenta with tomatoes and it sounded like heaven. I have no polenta, so scrammled eggs on corn tortillas with a tad of cheese and salsa will do nicely. Oh, and that guac that I got over the weekend and didn't finish.

Now that's tasty.

I have been refraining from updating my blog for a few reasons.

1) I am sick of talking about McCain and Palin, and I seem to want to talk about them because people are falling for their bullshit left and right (or maybe right and extreme right). I don't agree with their policies, I will be voting for Obama because I agree with many more of his policies. I'm much more interested in making him President than I am in spending that energy bitching about Palin. She's horribly under qualified, she's a rigid fundamentalist with no tolerance for anything outside of her frame of reference and is bad for the future of America. I'm tired of talking about it and tired of having to think about the amount of people who think that voting for McCain/Palin will bring about change. It's positively horrifying and makes me spit lots of anger.

2) I have been planning a wedding and I'm not really interested in turning this into my wedding planning blog. There will be stories, but no day-by-day description of how my dream wedding that I have been planning since childhood is becoming my reality. Gross. I never had a "dream wedding" scenario. While I fantasized about having a partner in crime to kick ass and take names with, I never had the delusion that my wedding day, or one man, would complete me. That idea is poison. Like the term "better half". Goat and I together don't equal one person, we are two individuals that have taken quite a shine to each other and want to conquer the universe together. On top of that, we don't take turns being the better half or the worse half. This whole idea that two people become one on a wedding day is putrid. I worked too damn hard to become who I am and like who I have become and I'll be damned if I'm giving half of it up for someone else. This is not to say that I am unbending, because in a partnership you have to work together and let some shit go, which I do. I'm just saying I'm not giving up vital parts of myself because they seem weird or too independent. Besides, Goat would never let me give those things up, he loves those parts of me. Goat and I came together as individuals, we deeply, deeply, love and respect each other and have a great time together whether we are grocery shopping, playing outside, or what have you. We were each individually complete when we met. Now, together, we are enhanced.

3) I'm on a spiritual path that I'm not quite ready to talk about.

You can plainly see that I am very opinionated these days, election season will do that to a girl.

There will be plenty more insights, opinions and stories to come.

My breakfast was very tasty, I ate as I was typing this. Mmmmmm...