poor little hillary

Thursday night found me sitting on Michael's couch surrounded by cats and dogs obsessively checking returns. I believe Sunday night I predicted a Huckabee win in Iowa despite naysayers who were convinced Romney had it. I also said I thought Hillary had it wrapped up so imagine my delight to find her in 3rd place! Statistically it was reeeeallly close, but I'm happy Edwards eeked out one more delegate. Confidentially, I'm not in love with Obama but I'd rather it him than Hillary. I'd rather it Edwards than anyone but that is pretty unlikely. I'll take you, Obama. Next up is New Hampshire. It's early, but I think Obama could put a nice little dent in her lead at the very least. Huckabee ain't got a chance in hell and Romney will be lucky to get 2nd. I'm banking on McCain.

Yesterday found me prancing the aisles in Target. I heart Target. I managed to stick to my plan of buying only apartment necessities but I did spend some time contemplating a mp3 player. Which I might go back and get. Running in the dark all bundled up and lugging around a cd player has ceased to be fun. I'm ready to upgrade. I then hit up Barnes and Noble where I was berated by the guy working in the music section for not liking Animal Collective. Honestly, people, back off! I like Panda Bear. In fact, I was in there looking for Person Pitch and they didn't have it. Nor did they have my second choice of Ghostface Killah (can you believe they got rid of the rap section at the Holland Barnes and Noble?!). I walked out with Sew U which I've had out from the library a million times. It was an excellent choice. And why I linked to Amazon when I was talking about Barnes and Noble? I know not.

I also met some friends for lunch at the now even less expensive Indian Buffet. Delicious as usual. And then I went to the mall. Yes, the mall. The mall in Holland, in fact. I honestly can't remember the last time I was in that mall, but there I found myself. Walking into a mall salon and getting my hair cut by tendersweetyoungthing Luis, a mere 5 months out of beauty school. That little cutie spent about an hour and a half on my hair and it was well worth it. I love it. It's looks good curly and straight and is fairly low maintenance. Next up: color. I'm thinking henna. I'm thinking Lush.

I'm starting to get anxious about my Dad's surgery Tuesday. I know there is nothing I can do but think as positively as possible. But now I'm really wishing I was going to be there for the actual surgery instead of just after. I feel really scatterbrained and all over the place. One minute I'm in a frenzy of activity and the next I'm completely blank. I know everything is going to be okay, I do. I just wish it was next Thursday and I was home with everyone. Soon enough, I suppose.