What I Love About Today

I love that it's 75 degrees today. In January.

I love that I didn't have to be home in front of my TV today to watch the inauguration (and that when I did watch it, I could shorten the 5 hours of coverage if I wanted to--though not by much, since I was fascinated by a large part of it, including the Carters' snub of the Clintons...cool!).

I LOOOOOOVE my DVR (or, the generic name for TiVo). LOVE IT.

I love that not only did I get goosebumps when I watched Obama get sworn in, but also when they showed Hillary Clinton getting seated. Say what you will about her, but think about it: this is a former First Lady who is about to be our Secretary of State. I may not love all her politics, but GO HILLARY! I really hope I get to see a woman elected as President in my lifetime...

I love that when I led a tour at the Museum of Tolerance this morning that I had an exceptionally diverse group of kids--Native Amerian, Russian, Korean, African-American, to name a few--and got to teach them about the importance of heritage and family stories in the "Finding Our Families, Finding Ourselves" exhibit. And that the teacher was telling me the things they were doing in class to further those studies and discussions. We have such a wonderfully rich tapestry of cultures in America...

I love that I could walk to the Post Office..because I wanted to, not because I had to. Not only do I live in a suburban area that allows a proximity to things like the post office and the grocery store, but I also get exercise while I drop off my Netflix envelopes.

I love that my car is 15 years old and has less than 96,000 miles on it.

I love being able to walk into different rooms of the house today and finding sleeping kitties spread out (you'd never know how much trouble they can get into when they're awake by looking at their adorableness when they're sleeping!).

I love that thanks to the Internet, I've been in touch with someone I went to elementary school with who is planning a reunion of sorts for the small private school we went to...and that I actually want to go! None of the insecurities (I feel old, I feel fat, I haven't done anything exciting with my life...) that made me NOT want to go to my high school reunion.

I love knowing that my husband is in the next room working from home today (even if he's watching a James Bond movie REALLY loudly!) and that I can just poke my head in there and smile and make him wonder why I'm poking my head in and just looking at him...

I love that despite a couple of things about my current critique group that I would love to be a litttle different (it takes me almost an hour to get there with no traffic, and we meet once a month, which is not great for deadline-needing me--see previous post about my Goldfish Theory), but they are incredibly intuitive, honest, and supportive. One person whose opinion I really value wrote a note that I didn't see until I got home which said "I think you've got a publishable manuscript here." Editors may not agree, but at least I'm feeling more confident about where things are going with my writing and with the writing itself. The manuscript isn't perfect yet, but it sure feels closer to being ready to send out than it ever has.

Hooray for today!