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Happy Obama Day
Jan. 20th, 2009 10:18 pmWell, that's all taken care of. We got ourselves a new President; it was a mighty long eight years, but we got through it.
C gave me the "man on the street" updates and I found it pleasant to watch from the comfort of my heated, pizza-fied large conference room with all my colleagues (and Bonzo's red airplane, which is this week's transitional object. He has one at home and one at baby school.) I stood next to my CEO and his new Number One, who were whispering back and forth when President O got to the bit about, "Everywhere we look, there is work to be done," and the promises re: technology, science, schools, infrastructure, etc.
I don't know. Awfully ambitious, don't you think? whispers she.
Totally, he replies.
Then Obama continues with, "Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions," and everyone around them snickered. I believe I may have even pointed and laughed. Take that, cynic! Our new president can hear you from inside the television!
I really wanted to keep the Bug home with me and watch it with him and his grandmama. I didn't, since it was smack in the middle of the nap/babyschool commute/lunch/nap mission. Looking back, I'm glad; he would have been bored, distracted me, and totally wrecked his schedule. But still, I want to be able to tell him exactly what we were all doing at this moment, and I'm a little sad we weren't all together.
Grandmama left for Ohio this morning, and we were really sad to see her go. She pampered all of us. And she decided that since it was a "fishie weekend" (as opposed to a fishy weekend) with the fish at the zoo and the fish sticks and the Goldfish Song and the ENDLESS requests for "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish," (aka "fishiebook! Fishieook!") that perhaps we should get a fish. So now we have a little blue betta named Pete zooming around a bowl in the living room. I always kept bettas when I was a kid; I am way more excited about this fish than Bonzo is.
Single parenting gig is challenging. I'm trying to be smart and go to bed so I can deal with it tomorrow. Also, my bloglines account has become totally unmanageable (156? Really?) so I think I'd better address that later. When you begin procrastinating your procrastination tools, you know you're really in trouble.
C gave me the "man on the street" updates and I found it pleasant to watch from the comfort of my heated, pizza-fied large conference room with all my colleagues (and Bonzo's red airplane, which is this week's transitional object. He has one at home and one at baby school.) I stood next to my CEO and his new Number One, who were whispering back and forth when President O got to the bit about, "Everywhere we look, there is work to be done," and the promises re: technology, science, schools, infrastructure, etc.
I don't know. Awfully ambitious, don't you think? whispers she.
Totally, he replies.
Then Obama continues with, "Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions," and everyone around them snickered. I believe I may have even pointed and laughed. Take that, cynic! Our new president can hear you from inside the television!
I really wanted to keep the Bug home with me and watch it with him and his grandmama. I didn't, since it was smack in the middle of the nap/babyschool commute/lunch/nap mission. Looking back, I'm glad; he would have been bored, distracted me, and totally wrecked his schedule. But still, I want to be able to tell him exactly what we were all doing at this moment, and I'm a little sad we weren't all together.
Grandmama left for Ohio this morning, and we were really sad to see her go. She pampered all of us. And she decided that since it was a "fishie weekend" (as opposed to a fishy weekend) with the fish at the zoo and the fish sticks and the Goldfish Song and the ENDLESS requests for "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish," (aka "fishiebook! Fishieook!") that perhaps we should get a fish. So now we have a little blue betta named Pete zooming around a bowl in the living room. I always kept bettas when I was a kid; I am way more excited about this fish than Bonzo is.
Single parenting gig is challenging. I'm trying to be smart and go to bed so I can deal with it tomorrow. Also, my bloglines account has become totally unmanageable (156? Really?) so I think I'd better address that later. When you begin procrastinating your procrastination tools, you know you're really in trouble.
