My husband has been sick for the past few days, so I have been making him go to bed earlier. I know, I know, I'm not is mother, he can take care of himself, blah, blah, blah. Well, I also have a 20 month old and I need to make sure that we don't get sick as well. So, 10pm, bedtime. Yes, dear, I know the elections are on, but we're not staying up until God knows when to find out. Just think! Tommorrow we will get a BIG surprise.

Around midnight, his phone starts making noises. BTW, this is a phone that half the time doesn't work the way it's suppose to (it's a city work phone, not his choice.)

Well, what the hell is that.

Someone texted me (I'm laughing to myself. Our household is a text hating one.) Hold on, OK, it says It's great that there is still some hope out there...OMG, Obama won, turn on the TV.

And that's how we found out about the great news. Isn't technogoly grand?!