I Voted.
Before our first date the Rascal made mentioned in an email of a Republican indoctrination torture chamber located somewhere in his home. I'm sure his sarcasm was provoked by the fact that I referred to him as The Republican for quite some time after I met him. Anyway, since moving in I have searched the house and found no such chamber of torture. I do get a daily dose of Fox News, but I wouldn't go so far to claim torture. Boring sometimes.
Today I can officially say my voting habits have changed. Now, there is no need to call me a Republican just yet but for the first time I did not vote a strait Dem. ticket. Sadly, I must admit this is the first election that I at least reconized all the names on the ballot. And while my opinions are my own, my new awarness is a direct result of living with the Rascal. My Republican Rascal.