I so rarely get the urge to do housework that I've been trying to make the most of the last two days when I seem to have had this compulsion to clean everything in sight. What on earth has come over me? I know a couple of people who could come in and still find plenty of dirt and grime, but if they had seen what it looked like before, they would be impressed. I also gave both dogs baths and rearranged the furniture in the living room, so tonight I'm tired and my back hurts.

I had sorta planned to go to the cook-out at the church tonight, but could not summon the energy to do it. They're cooking all the BBQ for tomorrow's Goat Roast and Bluegrass Mass. From what I hear, the Saturday night before the Sunday event is a lot of fun. . . maybe next year.

I've tried to catch up on some of my reading tonight, but at 9 pm and only about half-way through the list of things I'd saved to peruse, I'm ready to turn in. The most despicable thing I've read is this part of the Rev. Arnold Conrad's invocation at the McCain rally today:

I would also add, Lord, that your reputation is involved in all that happens between now and November, because there are millions of people around this world praying to their god — whether it’s Hindu, Buddha, Allah — that his opponent wins, for a variety of reasons. And Lord, I pray that you will guard your own reputation, because they’re going to think that their god is bigger than you, if that happens. So I pray that you will step forward and honor your own name with all that happens between now and election day.

The best thing I've read today is "Sorry, Dad, I'm voting for Obama" by Christopher Buckley, son of William F. Buckley. I hope he is just the tip of a huge Republican iceburg that is going to sink the McCain/Palin ship. There were lots of Florida Republicans jumping ship today at an Obama rally in Miami. I hope this trend continues. Wouldn't that be loverly?