Obamanos!

It's a day late, I know. Blogs all over the world undoubtedly made entries about the amazing events of yesterday. Could it have been any more exciting? After picking Emily up at 9:20, we headed off to the Alamo Drafthouse on South Lamar. There we met up with Nancy, her mother, and a co-worker. The mood wasn't nearly as envigorating as I had hoped; everyone was pretty relaxed. It was probably too early for your average Alamo Drafthouse-goer, but then again, we WERE in a movie theater, the atmosphere normally being pretty quiet? Anyhow, once the events started happening, once Bush, Clinton, and the rest came out, for example, that's when things got going. A "boo-hiss" here, a "yay-woo-hoo" there. But when President Obama walked out, well, that's when I think we all knew and felt the emotions and excitement rising to the occasion. Everyone was as still and quiet as those on the lawns of Washington when Obama was not only sworn in and when he made his speech. I think we all agreed that it was a pretty realistic speech, not one of sappy inspiration, but an authentic, real and muscular speech that left me, for one, pretty neutral, in a very natural kind of way. After going over the day in my head and heart, after listening to hours of NPR analyze is words, interview others across the nation and the world, what I've come to understand is President Obama IS the right person for the job for our nation right now. We are so divided. And he, at one time in his life, felt divided inside and outside his own self. I truly believe because of his own struggle, he really does have the experience needed at such a conflicting time. I think what he knows goes much much deeper than any superficial politician could ever imagine. Authenticity seems to seep through his being and what a glorious change that is. He's the real deal. (I heard John Taylor say those words in a clip I saw on YouTube!).

On another note, jewelry class started today...looking forward to seeing where this will take me in the next few months. My quiche came out splendid, and Brideshead Revisited is giving me a headache. I wonder if I'll start echoing the way those stuffy English of 1920's aristocracy speak while I'm reading it? Could be fun.