ELECTION DAY PARTY!

I started off the day by appropriately garbing myself:



After walking around downtown for most of the day, getting lunch, drooling over amazing shoes in Hide & Sole, and poking around in pawn shops, Greg and I headed to Bernice's to meet Beth and Britta and plan for our election day festivities. We went to the store and armed ourselves with the necessities: baguette, wine, the makings of some kick-ass nachos, and such contraband as Jamison's and Bailey's . . .

Despite the cheering polls from the previous few weeks, we were all a little nervous at the possible outcome. It wasn't particularly likely that the country would vote for a Republican president after the happenings of the past eight years, but we didn't dare to feel over-confident.



Basil remained pretty chill, however.



Michelle was hoping for a landslide victory for Obama, and her confidence infected us.



Of course, we had to break into the whiskey. Note: Jamison's + Bailey's = about the darned best drink you've ever had. Wowza.



Though I also had to finish off my wine . . . double-fisting was the only way to go!



We sat in my living room, munching our massive plate of nachos and watching the map turn blue and red, waiting impatiently for voting booths to close across the country. But even early on, the numbers were heartening.



And then . . . and then . . . the words we'd been longing to hear:

BARACK OBAMA IS PRESIDENT-ELECT!!!



That's when the party REALLY started.



(Note that the whiskey bottle is EMPTY.)






Cheers, everyone, to the next four (or, insh'allah, EIGHT!) years!