Tuesday, January 20, 2009

"Our time for change has come."

The inauguration came faster than I expected. Initially I was disappointed that I would have class during the event, but once I arrived on campus I was informed that my class was cancelled. Now, I didn't have time to go home to watch the inauguration, so I tromped over to Kingsbury Hall, hoping there would still be some (free) tickets so I could watch it on the big screen in that old theater. Luckily, there were a few left, so I ventured in, by myself, and sat between some complete strangers.
The mood in the hall was energetic. Although the footage was already playing and the commentary started, people were abuzz with anticipation. As various political figures descended the stairs, there was either mutual applause or silence, you can probably guess for whom. Something about being there, watching with all those other people, was invigorating, and infinitely better than it would have been had I watched alone. I was doing fine until Sasha and Malia came out with their grandmother. I don't know why that was so moving to me, but after that the floodgates were opened. When President Obama appeared on the screen, the entire audience rose to their feet, and cheered for probably 5 minutes, it was fantastic. tears streamed down my cheeks throughout the entire program. I cried when Aretha sang, and during the performance of Simple Gifts. I cried during the poem, I cried during Obama's inspiring address. I stayed for the Radio West panel discussion, and cried as two African-American children walked up to the microphone and expressed their excitement about the events of the day. Overall the experience left me inspired, hopeful, incited to go do something. I now feel proud to be an American, and a renewed sense of patriotism. I'm looking forward to the next four years, and hope that it may be eight.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Mr. Hooper is Dead

A few weeks ago, I heard an interview on The Diane Rehm Show with Michael Davis, author of "Street Gang," a book about the history of Sesame Street. On the show, Davis read a scene from the show that explains to Big Bird that Mr. Hooper is dead. It made tears well up in my eyes when I heard it then, and again when I watched the actual scene on You Tube. Someone I work with at church recently lost her father, and it made me think of this clip. Take a look.


Wednesday, January 7, 2009

I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots.

I'm trying to eat better, and have begged A not to bring home any more boxes of donuts from work. So here's what I ate yesterday:

Breakfast: grapefruit half, 1 bowl multigrain cherious (my favorite)
Lunch: whole grain rustic roll with butter, almonds, 2 clementines
Dinner: Hawaiian chicken with rice, green beans, 2 cookies

Not the most healthy, I know, but it didn't involve any soda, donuts, or large quantities of candy, which is a good thing. Here's what I'll do differently next time:

Since I was home before A, I made dinner. The Hawaiian chicken is a recipe from A's family, and it is tastey, A's favorite, in fact. First you cover the chicken breasts with a flour-salt mixture, then pan fry them in a little oil. You then make a sauce with pineapple juice, teriyaki sauce, dried chives, and honey, but I used Lyle's Golden Syrup, since I'm allergic. So you boil the sauce and then add the pineapple chunks, and serve it over the rice and chicken. So what is the point of frying the chicken? I mean, it just gets soggy anyway in the sauce, especially the next day. Next time I will definitely skip the frying to cut calories. For lunch today? To quote A, "soggy chicken."

Friday, January 2, 2009

When the bells all ring, and the horns all blow, and the couples we know are fondly kissing...

Happy New Year! A and I rang in 2009 with wings and Wii, a match made in heaven. We also enjoyed some sparkling organic juice of some sort, peach, orange, and pear flavored. We shared with A's sister's family, they picked up some delicious Little World pork lo mien. We then played Mario Kart, and I was lucky to come in 7th or 8th, and usually came in last, but it was SO fun. While we were gone, someone in our neighborhood, just down the street, was robbed. Two gunmen broke in and tied up the woman and two children that were home and stole a safe. SCARY! My chances of getting a dog are definitely going up.
New Years day we had lunch with my dad's side of the family, which included lots of cute great-grand kids and delicious food.
Overall 2008 was a good year for us. We survived our first year of marriage, escaped to California twice, as well as to the beautiful Tetons. A got himself the perfect truck for only 150 bucks, and cultivated a successful garden, while I was awarded a full-ride scholarship and this fall earned a 4.0 GPA for probably the first time since elementary school. Like I said, it was a good year, but I'm looking forward to an even better 2009.
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