I have a dual citizenship. I want to vote. For both countries. Whereas Italy has no problem with it, America is trying its darndest to make it impossible. I thought we had reached an understanding, but on Saturday I found out that the forms they sent us are for overseas armed forces people. Which I am not. And so I have written posts on Ravelry in the hopes someone would help. Nothing. I have sent emails and I have called (because that procrastinating, wants-to-drive-me-crazy man I married wouldn’t). Nothing. The person they need to forward me to is out of her office and there is no point in my leaving a msg when she won’t call my overseas ass back. And so for the past 4 hours I have been fuming at Ben’s procrastinating. Will I EVER learn? Doubtfully. And I know he’s working and shit, but making a 5 minute call will not kill him. Or maybe it will and I will finally understand his need to delay. And half my grrrr wouldn’t even happen if he said “no!” the first time around, instead of saying ok and then waiting 4 hours to make it clear he’s not gonna do shit. Ow. The grrr is affecting my stomach and making it all clench up. I have plans for lunch with Annalisa tomorrow: delicious Indian food (speaking of stomach clenching up…). It is also Eugenia’s birthday and I should try heading over there to french kiss her. Have I mentioned how much I love that woman? And her kids? Sweet mama pie.

On a side note, not even spam users want to comment on my blog and that’s very depressing.

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