We have a new president now.
Bah.
My husband is aware of my incandescent joy and consistently reminds me to be respectful of our president and that we must pray for him just as we did for the former.
I reply, "Do I have to?" as I grudgingly concede that he is right.
Last night, we were barely able to eat our dinner as we depressingly discussed Obama's first days in office.
When Doc announced that our taxes are now going toward abortion, I wanted to vomit.
This morning, my husband jokingly announced that he is going to pray for Obama the way they did in the movie Fiddler On The Roof.
"May the Lord bless and keep the tsar...far away from us!"
Amen.
Bah.
My husband is aware of my incandescent joy and consistently reminds me to be respectful of our president and that we must pray for him just as we did for the former.
I reply, "Do I have to?" as I grudgingly concede that he is right.
Last night, we were barely able to eat our dinner as we depressingly discussed Obama's first days in office.
When Doc announced that our taxes are now going toward abortion, I wanted to vomit.
This morning, my husband jokingly announced that he is going to pray for Obama the way they did in the movie Fiddler On The Roof.
"May the Lord bless and keep the tsar...far away from us!"
Amen.
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