Barack Obama is the president elect! My husband and I drank way too much champagne and then went to an old bottle of wine; my daughter tibbled on sparkling cider. We danced, we hugged, we sobbed, we danced and we drank some more.I went out on our balcony and screamed, “AWHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Obama! Obama!”My daughter went out on our balcony and screamed, “AWHOOOOOOOOOOOO! I’m cold!”Our living room looks like a wrecking scene, but Lamour is taking off today and I’ll let him handle that problem. As for me, at the dawn of a new day, a new era, and a new hope; I’m still sobbing because of pride and elation of being black, an African American woman, and with more pride for our country pulling together for unity’s sake.For some more celebration, check out my post on the world’s reaction to Barack Obama’s election: myhouseboutique.typepad.com
Yes, We Did!Ya know, for the first time in my adult life, I'm proud of my country.
I was in Grant Park on Tuesday night, and I can't wait to tell my children about it someday.Hell yes we can!
When the first black president was elected in '92, I was like, okay, the hippies finally got one in the White House. (If, he was ever a hippie.)In no way does that even come close to watching what happened Tuesday night.
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