So it's surprising that it took me until just now to get excited. Last night I was thinking back to when Bush was first elected. I was 17, my brother was 9. I remember doing the math with him and realizing I would be 25 if he served two terms. And Tyler would be my age, 17. It seemed impossibly far away, but here we are.
This is the first time I've ever thought to try to document the day. This will be a day that kids will ask you about, that you will forever remember what you were doing. It was the newspaper that brought tears to my eyes this morning with a picture of Obama under the headline of 44th President, I'm going to buy a copy. I was giddy for a week after Obama got elected, but since then I still didn't quite believe this day would come.
I have a lot to watch, I wish I could be a part of it while it's happening, but my tivo is recording the inauguration, I'll watch a bunch of the pre-inauguration parties online, and then I'm sure I'll be a huge mess and incapable of blogging.
So anyways, that's my stream of conscious thoughts 20 minutes before Obama is sworn in.
For the last 8 years I have felt I lived in a country that didn't really want me. I didn't support the war or torture or bending the rules to do what you want, I believed in a woman's right to make her own choices about her body, and I believed in logic, reason and truth. Tonight I feel like I belong again, like my voice matters, and that wanting change doesn't make you any less American.
If I could, I would thank Obama personally, for his dedication and sacrifice over the last two years to campaign for the beliefs that I hold so close to my heart. It's going to take a few days for all that this means to settle in, but my initial emotions are overwhelming happiness and hope for what the future can hold.
McCain's speech was touching and a reminder of the man he really is, not the man he became to try to win this election. It's nice to feel proud to say I'm an American again. I feel proud that I was a part of this moment in history. It's not something I will ever forget.
> Subject: Being sick sucks
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> I keep thinking I'll go to a bookstore or eat somewhere, but then > realize I can't taste food and I'm too tired to leave the house.
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> I am feeling better than yesterday, so I think I'll be able to come > in tomorrow. I feel bad because Gerritt didn't get any sleep, > apparently I snore when I'm sick, but he's been sweet about it. I > hate missing work, and since I never get sick I hate it when I do.
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> Anyways, State of Play sounds really good, yay for bunny picks, and > sushi sounds delicious. Sorry work is crappy. :/
Dannon vanilla creme yogurt + trader joe's vanilla-almond granola + banana = delicious every time.
Last night we ate at The Jones in Maple Leaf and it was excellent. Everything was made from scratch in their kitchen, and you could taste it in the quality of the food. We ended up spending a lot, but only because we got an appetizer, two meals, and four drinks. That adds up anywhere. I am excited to have finally tried this place that is less than five minutes away from our apartment, and that I drive by almost daily. I can't wait to go back for happy hour!
Over the weekend Gerritt's mom showed us this brush, the furminator, claiming it's the best one she's ever used.
It doesn't look like anything special, but we brushed our cat for five minutes with it and I couldn't believe the amount of hair it got. By the end there was enough fur in the garbage to look like we had shaved a tiny animal.
Somehow it gets the hair in their undercoat, and it is amazing. She doesn't shed as much already, and it's only been twice that we've used it on her.
It's pretty expensive, the largest size goes for $60, but we got ours for about $40, and I figure it's a lifetime investment and worth not stepping out of the house only to realize you are covered in white kitty fur.
Makes my heart happy. :D
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Makes my heart happy. :D
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