Yeah, I'm going there.
So today was my going-away for work. We stuffed our faces at Joe's Crab Shack, yum!! And then the inevitable: the presentation of my going-away gift(s).
DM stood up and began to list off my nicknames - - apparently, I have quite a few. Crazy cat lady-in-training, That Senior Airman in Your Office, etc. I received a plaque in the shape of this state, which was really nice. My first and only state-shaped plaque. (My dad has a few.) Then he shared an anecdote about an instance where an individual misheard my nickname, and thought I was called "Dobby". As in the house-elf that idolizes Harry Potter. He went on to explain the mythology of house-elves...that in order to set one free, one must present one with an article of clothing.
This is when I nearly fell out of my chair with laughter. I'm sure some of you can see where this is going.
He presented me with my very own black sock, to set me free from the Air Force. I will cherish this sock forever. I may even frame it.
Now, on to healthcare reform. Someone please tell me what is so evil about it?? I did some brief research (I like to be informed, but hate to delve to deeply for fear of getting sucked into a vortex of politcal jargon that just goes way over my head), and I liked what I saw.
That's right. I'm saying.
I like the sound of this proposed healthcare reform.
And for anyone to compare Obama to Hitler, to call his policies "Nazi" or "socialist"...man, you guys are just so full of, well, spite, for lack of a better word. And obviously have nothing better to do with your time but sit around spinning lovely insults and nasty rumours and what have you.
For someone who is currently shopping around for health insurance for the first time in her adult life...well, I say, bring on the reform!! My family's medical history is interesting. I wouldn't be pleased if I had to put a butt-load of money into a policy, only to be denied healthcare later on down the road for some piddly reason.