Y’all know I’m not much for politicians on either side of the fence but Monday was Inauguration Day. I watched, cried, laughed, and prayed through it all. If you didn’t see it during the day, I’m sure you saw bits and pieces of it for the next two days (or more). We don’t have the pageantry of England’s Royalty but what we have is ours alone.
It was great fun to see the differences four years made in the Obama girls, Sasha and Malia. They are growing up so fast and it won’t be long before Michelle (and maybe Dad, too) will be looking up at Malia. Kids love when that happens. And, poor Sasha will never live down that big yawn during her father’s speech. She wasn’t impressed that he was the President of the United States. And, Dad, well he is a whole lot greyer. From Michelle’s new bangs to her ball gown to the antics of a few stolen family moments (duly recorded of course), it was fun. And a big deal was made of Michelle supposedly rolling her eyes at something said by Speaker of the House, John Boehner. We have that in common; I roll my eyes at his comments a lot, too.
Does it really matter if Beyoncé lip-synched the Star Spangled Banner? It sounded good to me. How many of the criticizers have tried to sing that particular difficult song in the cold. It was fabulous. Some people are so willing to look for something wrong.
I’m not much for parades anymore but the crowds were so thrilled to be there just to see the cars in which the president and Mrs. Obama and vice president and Dr. Biden were riding. When they actually got out and strolled a ways in the middle of the street holding hands, the crowds went ballistic. Well, maybe ballistic isn’t a good term. Security was literally deep all along the way, sad, but necessary. My favorite weather man, Al Roker, managed to get a thumbs up from President Obama as he walked and Vice President Biden actually came over to the side and shook his hand. I know how excited he was. Many moons ago President Eisenhower landed at South Bend Regional Airport in Indiana, on his way to Notre Dame. He was moving fast, but I got a faint glimpse of him in the back of the car and a perfect picture of his elbow. I was thrilled.
President Obama and his First Lady, looked like they were all alone at the ball, whispering and singing and cuddling. Yeah, that’s the way it should be.
Now, let’s hope all the politicians get busy and actually accomplish something! God Bless until next week.
Winter in the Wilderness, the first e-book novel published by Minshall, and her fourth edition of RVing Alaska and Canada are available through Amazon.com.
At 45, Widow Minshall began 20 years of solo full-time RVing throughout Alaska, Mexico, and Canada. Sharlene canoed the Yukon, mushed sled dogs, worked a dude ranch, visited Hudson Bay polar bears, and lived six months on a Mexican beach. She lectured at Life on Wheels, published six RV-related books and wrote a novel, “Winter in the Wilderness.”