We are leaving bright and early tomorrow, heading down to DC for the inauguration. My husband's brother got us tickets to the swearing in ceremony and I am super excited.
I am 30 years old. I turned 18 in October of 1996 and in November I voted for Bill Clinton. I was glad he won, but too young/inexperienced/naive to think much about our government or our country of what it means to vote.
I voted for Al Gore in 2000 and was promptly jaded. I didn't even vote in 04. I wasn't loving Kerry and I live in a die hard blue state, so I convinced myself it didn't matter whether I voted or not. I had miscarried in September and again in October and was bearly leaving the house for anything, anyway. I regret it.
This year, this November, this Election Day, I arrived at the polling place before it opened. I couldn't wait to cast my vote. President-elect Obama has inspired me and I can't wait to see him take his oath of office.
I don't really want to get into reasons here, although this blog is more anonymous than my other blog, but I am just unbelievable souped.
I am going to be twittering, but I don't want to give out my twitter account here, just watch #inaug09.
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Unrelated: I am posting this from my new mini-laptop or net book or whatever and I am super excited about that too. No more blackberry posting, which was making me crazy.
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So fun! I'm excited, too. I'm hopeful. I see him surrounding himself with thoughtful and talented people and possibly inspiring the rest of us to DO more about making things better in our communities. I find that encouraging.
Constance the Super
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