Obama is inaugurated (twice!). I forced the children to sit, not so rapt it must be admitted, in front of the first actual ceremony. M later commented that it was kind of an amazing feeling to know that we had just witnessed history.

Thanks to wonderful Nancy, I am once again struck by just how charismatic our new 44th president is. I mean, can he dance, or what?! There is nothing, absolutely nothing, like a slow, circling dance with someone you either have been or are going to go to bed with. 

I’m sorry, I know we are talking about the President here. But this all just makes him real. Human, fallible. And equally — full of joy, laughter. And everything physical and complex. Someone, moreover, who knows this about himself, and about all of us. No cut-out cardboard. 

Hallelujah.

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