Stupid Election!! (:^P) *Raspberry to Obama*

Guess who won. >:-(
Hmph. I'm disappointed. And I'm not going to go into an excessive rant yet (I'll save that for election day), but I will say this. I don't want all his Change. Pulling out the troops sooner? Making it easier to kill babies? And if we aren't careful, it's going to get harder and harder to homeschool.
Ugh. This'll be a long four years. Let's just hope people will have learned their lessons by the time 2012 rolls around and they vote for some real Change.

This was my Grandpa M. in 1980-something. Grandpa was born on April 5th, 1923 in the middle of a freak blizzard in Northern Illinois. He passed away on November 2nd, 2008. He was 85 years old. My Grandpa grew up on a farm, then started one of his own when he and Grandma married. He raised milk cows and Chester White hogs, then started on Cheviot sheep when my uncle wanted some for 4-H.
Grandpa had a massive stroke two and a half weeks ago. Then, almost exactly two weeks after that, he died. The visitation was Tuesday, the funeral yesterday.
We're betting he's sitting up in Heaven with my Great Grandma on my Mom's side, who left in January, picking on and teasing each other! She came up to visit us years ago, and we went to Grandpa's farm, and she was so tickled to be able to hear sheep because her family had sheep when she was little. And also, the Cubbies are probably winning up there! :-D
Most of my cousins came to the visitation and funeral (sorry you couldn't be there, Pooky's Girl.), along with some friends of ours (hey Miranda and Rachel! Thank you for coming.). It's sad that we get to see so many people we haven't seen in years because of this. Our land-lords from six years ago saw the announcement in the paper and came!
So, yeah. That's what's happening. I'm really going to miss him. And his poems! He was quite the poet, don'tchaknow. I'll try to post some of his poems on here, once I can find them. There's one about Grandma, starting from the day they met, and continuing on through the Window Mishap. But that's "a whole 'nuther" story and the poem explains all of it.
We all heard stories that some people, even Dad, had never heard before, like how when he was a teenager, Grandpa and some of his friends traveled around the county singing and playing guitar. We never knew he played guitar! But I'm sort of glad that he didn't see the result of the election. He would not be happy about it.

And that's all I have to say now, except that I'm glad that my life will be returning to some-what normalcy again. I'll even be (rather) happy to start school again! We've had almost three weeks off, and need to start it again!!

~Kiwifruit

P.S. Be prepared to repeat Evil Scheme Number 355,653,548 for HMS Avalon, who has not posted in three weeks!!