I'm excited about today's events, even if the Hollywood hoopla is starting to get to me. If I wasn't 8.5-months pregnant, I'd hop on my imaginary bike and take the mall by storm in my puffy coat and face mask. Instead, I've decided I'm best off lying low and taking in all historical events from my comfy couch thanks to swollen feet, the regularity of irregular contractions (false labor?), pelvic pain, and a nasty cold to top it off---when all the action is only a couple miles away. I keep reminding myself that this is a good decision. Never has stepping out into the frigid cold been so tempting. But I'm staying put ... for now.
In the meantime, here's to new beginnings! I'm feeling hopeful today. I hope you are too. I want Obama to knock my socks off.
Above: "Flag" by Jasper Johns