
Last Tuesday was the inauguration and I left work early to watch it live on television. I was plugged in all day, watching history unfold.
Wednesday morning was like the morning after the best first date I ever had.
Tingly.
A new president.
Sigh.
And when I got home that night -- surprise!
Michael brought me bright, springy flowers.
He
IS the best first date I ever had.
What a nice Honey.
Sigh.