Holy smokes.
I can hardly wait.
And yet it’s like I don’t want even to see it either.
The wait is going to be so excruciating.
But I’ll be here on the couch, live-blogging with the rest of the crew. Dr. Alice has to bring twice as much pizza as usual because Ebola is home from England, and he eats like he was still 12 years old. major dad has to work Wednesday, so I don’t anticipate him being awake on the couch with me at 3 a.m. like he was the night…well, morning…I got home from our GOP Victory party in 2016.
He was glued to the tube, watching MSNBC types melt down.
He still watches it sometimes. It simply makes one happy.
We hope to have such an evening for the country’s sake. For everyone’s sake.
I want them all to look like a steaming witch in the corner who just got doused with a bucket of water.
But, like I said, we’ll all be on the couch like most of…
