POTUS

For the record, I thought our president's State of the Union address last night was rousing and wonderful. I loved his passion, his confidence, his inclusiveness, his moral high ground, and yes, his cheekiness in response to the snark shown by the GOP-controlled congress. "I have no more campaigns to run," he said at one point, and when the Repubs started to snicker derisively, he looked at them for a beat and shot back, "Yes, I know, because I won both of them," which I interpreted to mean I know your ass is happy not to be going up against me again because you'd lose again. On twitter this morning some people are saying this was arrogant, but why not call out the Republican floor for the disrespect that invited that response? I loved it. In fact, I kind of fell back in love with Obama last night, and even though some partisan pundits are grumbling and picking his speech apart this morning, the fact is, the man is brilliant and with a sense of service and civic duty that is rare in a politician. Thank God he's also a tough or this hateful Congress would have incinerated him. And thank God his idealism (and ours) is in tatters so that he can do what's necessary without the need to pay homage to the lie of bipartisanship, which let's face it, ain't gonna happen as long as his skin is sweet honey brown and his party affiliation is Democrat.

In other news, the man and I are flying to Jamaica today to see my mom and celebrate her 93rd birthday with her. Laundry and packing are happening even as I sit here and our cab to the airport will be downstairs waiting for us very soon.