The Historic Bedazzled Day

Our home computer is out of commission right now. I have lots of things to post about. In the past week we celebrated our fourth anniversary, battle a major asthma flare up with Noah, and he is officially walking. I will catch up on all of those things and more but I couldn't let yesterday slip by without sharing my experiences!

Despite my political views (sometimes I forget I have any because I work hard to be impartial at school.) I could not help being excited about yesterday. What historical moment in our country and a step in the right direction towards healing racial divides. Our new president represents hope and new energy to so many. At PWBHS we all watched the events in every classroom all day. What a great day to be a history teacher! I loved seeing the emotion in all of students and of the millions of spectators on television. I was touched by the new first family. If I hadn't had 32 fifteen year olds staring at me I might have cried. I couldn't help feel a surge of pride in our democracy and feel blessed to live in a country that passes power in such a peaceful and respectful way. It was beautiful to see the genuine hugs and well wishes pass between old and new.

Aretha Franklin was singing My Country Tis of Thee and my class was unusually quiet (could they actually be letting the historical significance of this movement sink in?) when I heard...
"Mrs. Jones I think she Bedazzled her hat herself. She sure got her money's worth. Look at think bedazzle!" I laughed hysterically.

After developing an extreme respect for Michelle Obama and her sense of fashion ( what a beautiful swearing in outfit and did you notice she walked down Pennsylvania in at least 1 1/2 inch stilettos?) I was dying to see her Inaugural gown. Adam and I tuned into the ball coverage before turning in for the night. It was a gorgeous dress. She has a beautiful sense of style and I really believe in them as a couple. I think they really love each other. It was sweet to watch. NBC was cutting away to a commercial and leaving us with shots from the Youth Ball ( a thank you and nod to the demographic that got him into office). The Marine Corps band was lined up on stage ready to play Hail the Chief, the crowd was silent. All the sudden you hear a song request rise up out of the quiet crowd.
Guess.
Freebird.
I kid you not. I thought I had been transported back to an Auburn band party. Freebird.

I usually do pray for our leaders. But in his first 100 days I will pray with intensity for the new and old first families as they adjust to their new lives and responsibilities. I will pray as Barrack and Michelle adjust to public scrutiny and the new added weight of the world on their backs that they make wise and sound decisions. I will pray as George and Laura get reacquainted with an old routine. Do you know what he told a news reporter he would be doing today? He said that he was so glad to actually be able to bring Laura a cup of coffee and actually get to sit and drink it with her. I hope he finds peace and tranquillity.