Micol Ostow’s fab new Bradford Prep series has just launched and she’s having a month long blog party to celebrate!!  This series is SO fun.  Really.  Go to www.bradfordprep.com and you’ll see what I’m talking about.  It’s great.  I’m so jealous.  But in a good way!

Anyway, tomorrow I’m going to be one of the featured “Awesome Authors” on the blog bash, so please check it out! 

I recently spent almost a week imprisoned in my house with alternately–no electricity, no heat, no phone, and no Internet.  It was like a preview of what hell might be like.

Oh, don’t get me wrong–it was fun for a little while.  The novelty and all that.  But after reading ALL of New Moon and half of Eclipse out loud to my daughter, the novelty started wearing off.  And I started thinking about slitting my wrists.   

Because there’s only so long you can endure being in one room with your husband, child, and a chihuahua without freaking out.  Nothing against said husband, child, or chihuahua.  It wasn’t their fault.  But there is such a thing as too much togetherness. 

Check out some of the trees in our yard. 

It was the “worst ice storm in our area’s history.”

Check out the above-mentioned chihuahua looking disgusted at still being expected to urinate outside even though it’s 19 degrees.

I would never have made it back in the olden days.  Which I already knew, but this experience just reaffirmed it.  I’m too  weak, too dependent on modern comforts.  It’s sad, really.  But I’ll get over it.

I’m watching history being made and writing this post at the same time.  (I’m also watching my chihuahua eat my credit card statement).  Right now the poet (I’ve somehow managed to block on her name even though they just said it 2.5 seconds ago) is reading a very beautiful poem.  Which I assume she wrote.  That’s a lot of pressure–reading your writing out loud at what is arguably the most historic event of our lifetimes.  I’m not sure I could do it.  Not that anyone is ever going to ask me to read my writing at a super-important historical event.  I’m pretty safe there.

Anyway, I’m sort of sad that I’m not there, at the Inaguration.  That would be cool.  Both figuratively and literally.  Those people must be FREEZING. 

 Now they’re singing “The Star Spangled Banner.”  Did you know that there are actually people who don’t know the words to TSSB?  It’s true.  Obviously those people did not go to my elementary school.  Our music teacher basically tied us to our chairs and yelled at us until we had all the words burned into our memories forever.  When I’m 90 and in the nursing home, I may not know my own name, but I bet I’ll still be able to sing The Star Spangled Banner.  I’m glad to see that both  Pres. Obama and Michelle Obama appear to know the lyrics.  I’m sort of disappointed in Michelle’s outfit–I was hoping she’d wear red.  Their daughters look adorable, though–I love the older one’s blue coat.  So cute.

Now they’re awaiting the departure of the now ex-President Bush.  And I think I speak for most of America when I say, YAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!  Goodbye!!  So Long!!  I hope I never see your smirk again as long as I live!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

That being said, I’m sure he’s a nice man and I think his wife is lovely, and I wish him a long and happy rest of his life.  But I’m not going to miss him.

Here’s to a new President and a new start!!!