Yesterday was pretty close to a perfect day.
I watched the ceremony at our local indie movie theatre. I ran into an old friend I hadn't seen in a couple of years, and sat next to her. I was so aglow from the proceedings that not even having the most annoying man in Tulsa on my other side could harsh my buzz. (I've crossed paths with this local "artist" enough times in the past that I feel quite comfortable giving him the title of Most Annoying Man in Tulsa.) I was so glad that the sun was out in D.C., for those given to seeing the weather as an omen. And it made Obama's flag pin (See--he does SO wear one, and did you notice he put his hand over his heart during the National Anthem? Take that, "Obama hates America" conspiracy theorists.) sparkle each time it caught the light. When the ceremony was over, we went to join some other friends for lunch at a new sports bar--good food (I even let myself have a little creme brulee) and plenty of TV screens to continue the watching. I ran home to let Pudge outside quickly and was back at work by 2:00, as promised. I defiantly left my vest unzipped for the rest of the afternoon, giving a peek at my "Obama 01.20.09" t-shirt underneath. (Such a rebel.)
I decided not to try to find an evening party, and instead ate a whopping order of nachos, then curled up on the couch to watch the continuing MSNBC coverage. I'm sure the Obamas were getting somewhat tired of dancing to the same song at each and every ball, but they seemed quite gracious about it, and it did give the commentators and those of us watching at home a bit of a giggle. "Okay...here comes the slow twirl...now he'll grab the mike again..."
It was a lovely and moving ceremony (miscues by Justice Roberts aside--and of course, there are already idiots saying that consequently Obama's not legally the president--gah), the new First Family is beautiful and vital, and now...well, as Barack would say, "let's get to work, America."
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I've already heard people saying he needs to take the oath again to make it official. Whatever.
And of course there are those who are saying Michelle Obama's outfit was ugly. I even heard one "journalist" say "I didn't like her green gloves". Please kindly keep your mouth shut if that's the only thing you can manage to talk about on your "news" program.
I thought the day was beautiful, inspiring, and perfect. It made most of the world (because the entire world was watching us yesterday) feel a little more hopeful about things and there is certainly nothing bad about that!
No, the jumbled swearing in doesn't make is presidency invalid, the fact that he HAS NO BIRTH CERTIFICATE does!
Silly conspiracies. Because there's nothing more a man who hates America wants to do but run it.
I liked Best Week Ever's take with the headline: For his first act, Obama makes Reverend Wright the Emperor of Everything.
I feel kind of bad for him having to go to work today. Because if I go to ten parties in one night, the next day, I lie down.
I'm so glad that Bush is out of office and Obama is in. I didn't get a chance to watch the coverage but there's just a nice feeling in the air around here. What is that? Oh, yes, it's hope.
I love watching them dance. They just seem so...real.
Flurrious makes a good point. And yet, I read a run-down of everything Obama did today, and I have to say, it's more than I've done all month. Can't the guy take a nap before he gets down to the work of fixing the big mess he was left?
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