Saturday, January 21, 2012
It's not that I thought Rick Perry was a Perfect Candidate - he wasn't. It's not that I thought he was the second coming of Ronald Reagan. He definitely wasn't.
I'm just out of sorts with the process. When Rick Perry dropped out only Iowa and New Hampshire had voted. By the time Louisiana gets around to voting, we'll likely be down to just two candidates. 90% of the country won't get to vote for the candidate they want but will have to chose from the candidate a handful of states have deemed worthy.
Oh, I know, national polls and all that. I'm still just in a funk because I don't like any of the remaining candidates. I'll get over it.
If you are interested in the South Carolina primary, Stacy McCain is running some great coverage over there at The Other McCain, even if he is drinking a Blue Moon.
As for me, I engaged in some estate sale therapy to ease my woes. There was an estate sale in an old year 1921 home on Kings Highway today that was filled with gorgeous heavy antique furniture. I wasn't in the market for any of that but I picked up this pretty jadeite candy dish:
I love the creamy green color of jadeite. It's be great filled with chocolate covered espresso beans!
I also got this neat framed Remington print "Fight for the Waterhole." It'll look good in Steve's man-cave:
I also got a neat white and blue enamelware square piece with a lid. It's seen better days but I thought it was unusual and I wanted it:
It's about six or seven inches square.
My shopping didn't get me completely out of my funk but maybe the voters in South Carolina will cheer me up a little. I'm not sure how, but maybe.
Mittens in third place might do the trick.