My Country No Longer Embarrasses Me

It's so overdue, this historic event.  It's like America hadda cuppa this (thank you, Barbara):

My whole being feels lighter, like maybe things won't always suck and the whole world won't always think everyone in the U.S. is a witless boob.  Thank you for being President, Mr. Obama, although it's a horrible job that will probably take years off your life.  I'm so grateful you're willing and able and intelligent and articulate.  Please fix it up.  Fix the Bush years and fixemfast.  Oh, how will you begin?  I can't imagine being a person willing to take that on.  I can barely clear my own kitchen table of papers so we can have dinner, forget wars and deficits and economies.  I look forward to your leadership, more desperately than you know.  I'm sorry for you and I love love love that you are our President.

By the way, just so you know, Anderson Cooper is in love with ME.  Every time CNN went to a commercial, he squinted his eyes at me in a very sexy way.  I have that effect on news anchors.  Even Stephen noticed.  It doesn't matter if Anderson is gay, I'm staying with Stephen even if he's not, but a girl likes to be appreciated.

So, yeah, I've been lax, I've been away, I haven't been paying attention, it's going to take me a year to catch up on all my peeps because you all write prolifically and prodigiously.  It will be a pleasure but don't be surprised if you start getting comments this weekend about things you wrote in September.  And you'll be all, "Oh my Gawd what takes huh so lawng?  Whatsa matta wit huh?"  Not that you tawk like that, you're all Canadian and South African and Midwestern and German and alla those crazy wacky places.  Listen, let me have my little fantasy.

Yesterday after school, a boy I know who lives in my house told me about a large project that was due this morning - wait, check that.  My darling friend who has a boy in the same class told me about how her boy had been working on this project so I knew it was due - it was not from this child in my house that I knew anything at all about anything.  Anyway, this project involved a lot of personal photos and since I know where these personal photos reside, it was up to me to find them and I ended up staying up until 11:30 scanning pictures of Stephen and I as babies, etc.  [We were cute, did I mention we were so cute?  We were.  So cute.  Still are.]  I shouldn't have even helped that bad boy, but I did.  And in spite of myself, I was thrilled when he came home and said how much his teacher loved the photos.  I did good on my project!!  Also in spite of me, the boy said he will never wait so long to do a project again.  I even sort of believe him.  Heh.  Worst mother in the world.  He will marry someone who lets him lie around being lazy all the time.  Mark my motherly words.  Shit.  Note to self: Don't do this again.

Anyway, during all of this, family photos got dragged out of closets and this one in particular was amusing to Toby.  He lay on the floor and giggled his head off for quite a while about my expression.  I think the photographer sincerely wanted to torture the chubby little geek of the family.  I did not include the entire photo but trust me, everyone except my mother (not in a good phase either) looks like a movie stah.

   

It matters not one whit to me now.  Laugh away, little man Toe.  Must think of way to take bad photo of him.  Although he has never forgiven me for this.

Comments

[De]

Nice red nails, m'dear.

Even though you are a blur, I can absolutely make out T's eyebrows on your face.

Jeez, you didn't know me yet at that age. You wanna see some really bad pictures of a chubby girl with braids? Nah.

[janelle]

'bout time too gal!!! been waiting and waiting..and bingo this morning your blog shot to the top of the pile..hooah! and yes. the entire world is blissed out by mr obama...he is THE BEST. he has given the entire planet HOPE. and that's already enough, in my books. his job is SO hard...anyway. so happy you are back and at it...and doing projects until late at night. super mum! love and bisous x janelle

[qt]

Yee-ha!!! I love it when you post.

I think I had french braids exclusively from age 8-12. They are in EVERY photo!!!