It was starting to turn an ugly red when I left. If my family hadn’t all keeled over by now (except my sister, who is a hopeless bitch), I might be tempted to go back on a nostalgia trip. I think I’m okay just reveling from a distance. Shame because Florida isn’t any better. *sigh*

And I'm keeping my fingers crossed here in Northeastern New York now that we're finally rid of Stefanik.

We seem to be making inroads!

blue! Thanks for the post, Rhiannon.

Thanks, my friend!