Well, today was an historic day. Today I declare my independence from caring about politics and become a son of the south. Obama and the House Democrats have not just broken my heart, they tore it from my chest and spit on it. So I am eschewing any further allegience to the Democrat Party and become a son of the South. No longer will I care when elderly women motel clerks ask me if I don't just love that Sarah Palin. Why, yes! She's just peachy, I say.
Why have I done this? Because I have fallen in love with Edisto Island. It is the perfect place to spend the winters. You drive across this huge bridge onto the island and it is another 15 minutes before you really see any sign of civilization (not quite, but almost). No malls. No large grocery stores. No motels. Just preserved land until you get to Edisto Beach. See the beach above. So I will winter here from now on. People's political views will not bother me. I will join the Southern Baptist Church. I will be happy.
Wallie is a crazy guy when he gets on the beach. While I called Peg he ran around me in circles until I was trussed up like a pork roast. Then he likes to run full tilt to the end of his leash and then run back at you and launch himself at you, butting you in the chest. He thinks that's funny.
Wallie wants his dinner. I'll write later.
Oh, the joys of puppyhood! I think I want more information about this idyllic beach. You know that Steve and I are thinking south for retirement, too. Bring lots of pertinent information back with you.
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