I spent way too much time picking out my clothes and getting my toenails painted blue and not near enough time on physical training for this convention.

This stuff takes muscles and feet. It’s easily a mile walk to the arena from where the bus drops you off – uphill both ways – and then another half mile walk once you get inside, which North Carolinians charmingly refer to as “just 20 blocks right up there.”

It’s hot, muggy, and there is lightning.

And then there’s this —

Oh my goodness.

I do not want to love this stinker of a man, but I do. Lord help me, I do. This morning they are telling me that 40% of his speech was extemporaneous. And that’s why he’s the Big Dog.

We got back to the hotel at 2:00 am and had to be at breakfast at 7:00. Nobody was late and everybody was smiling. It’s a damn great day to be a Democrat.

I promise some more great stories when I get home. Somebody remind me to tell you about football for girls.

I am the happiest exhausted woman you know.