I took off work today for the O'Festivities. I'm a crier when it comes to things like this if it is something that I at all care about. I have not watched other inaugurations (if memory serves) but then again, the guy I choose to run my country is usually not being sworn in (not that I'm bitter - COUGH AlGore COUGH!) I have to be home where my make up can freely form tree branch rivers from Eye pool to the cliffs of my jaw.
ABC has shown the helicopter that the Bush's will be leaving in to go home. Go home? No Ball?
All I can envision is a terrorist driven Payless Shoe 18 Wheeler doing a drive by and launching all those leftover women's size Tens.
I'm sure Geo is tired. I did not vote for him either time, but just as with my 2nd marriage, I've gotten through my own anger and frustration issues and really, just wish the man peace. Let him go home peacefully. He has the rest of his life to think about his time served and to decide for his own soul what was done in the best interests of his country. If we want to really change like I believe America wants to change, we will send George off in peace and love, not in anger or jagged vibes.
I am hopeful that the shift of America's energy vibe has already started to calm itself in a giant warm glass of milk. (Be it soy, rice, almond, cow or goat - pick your choice, its a diverse land!) I feel the shift even in myself.
We have such amazing opportunities in front of us for a kinder nation, Obama's presence has already placed the stitches on the many societal, personal and international cracks and lacerations that had formed over the last however many years.
May we all pray, affirm, and proclaim safety and love for the Obama/Biden camp so that we may see the full potential of the new America.
And more shirtless vacationing photos as well.
