I just had a neat idea: if T and her dad aren't planning on going down for the Inauguration, I'd like to see if I could take her (& msbelle & mac if they decide to come down.) It IS a school and work day, but... It'd be awesome. I have no idea the best way to get there. Metro lots will probably be full fast, but maybe take a cab to Penn station (I expect their lot will fill up) and MARC it down there.

God. Even to see the backs of heads.

Just got home from work. Had to login to work email to double-check that I'd actually attached the report. Now I am tired and starving and hoping that my coworker doesn't go on another vacation for quite some time.

Damn allergies. [link]

God. Even to see the backs of heads.

Yeah, I was at the Clinton inauguration in 2006, and it was pretty ridiculous, standing outside in the freezing cold in an enormous crowd, not actually seeing what was going on, but still, being there for real was cool.

In other political news, for the record, I am annoyed that Obama has Laurence Summers in his advisor group.

Oh, my word, Brenda. That's lovely.

Weekend: tonight-- clean a little, slounge a lot. Tomorrow-- grocery store, work, laundry, find a place to eat too much sushi. Sunday--Costco, more laundry, more work.

I was FREEZING in 1993. I was a little NM girl wearing a wool coat that was really not warm enough (heaviest one we found at JC Penney's in LC) and I was a human popsicle. But I remember Maya Angelou, and I remember a glimpse of Hillary on the parade route.

...and the porta-potty neighborhood on the mall. But still!

I want to be there. I may not plan to have kids, but I have nephews and tutees, and this is History for me. Like I was in the USSR a mere month before it fell, I want to mark it.

OK, now I'm watching Rachel Maddow, and she had Laurence O'Donnell on, and at the end of the (serious, informative) segment, of course they have to talk about the dog issue. He says he was backstage at Grant Park on Tuesday, and overheard Michelle talking about the possibility of "the two-dog strategy." ON ELECTION NIGHT. I just love that this is actually the biggest issue in their family, around this whole thing.

I was FREEZING in 1993.

Oh yeah, of course by 1996, I meant 1997.

Weekend: JZ took Matilda to meet megan walker and go to the anti Prop 8. rally.

Emmett and I are watching The Simpsons and he's being a total freakass butthead. (Too many boy hormones loose in that kid and probably not enough exercise today.)

Son? You. Must. Chill.

Instead of attacking me incessantly for 20 minutes while laughing like a gibbering maniac. Sheesh.

Rest of weekend: Make Emmett run around the track at Kezar Stadium until he collapses in a heap. Maybe a movie, like Madagascar 2.