I just got two phone calls on my CELL PHONE from Hillary Clinton today. Granted, it wasn't her personally and she wasn't calling to shoot the crap with me, but it WAS her pre-recorded voice promising that she was gonna be, in essence, the second coming of Christ, yadda yadda.

Now, anyone who knows me knows how I hate the phone. I am too angsted out with caring for two little kids and running a household and trying to maintain an inkling of sanity to want to hear my phone ring. I also have developed this awful anxiety disorder lately (ok, not lately, but ever since having my first kid) that makes me thing something really bad is happening when the phone rings. Total feeling of impending doom...and I completely realize that I need meds for this.

Anyways, my cell ringing twice while my son was in preschool sent me over the edge and the fact that it was some political campaigning crap was hugely offensive to me. Obama hasn't called, which just adds to my list of why I love him. This isn't a political blog, but Hillary isn't getting my vote and if she calls my cell again I am gonna go stand on a street corner with a huge sign telling her off.

(Can you tell I've had a stressful week so far? And, yes, it's only Monday.)