On Inauguration Day, my feelings are a mixture of relief that Obama will gone by lunch time (off on another luxurious, taxpayer-funded vacation), and a desperate sort of hope that Trump and Pence don’t screw up this chance.
A friend shared this…
“Trump is not going to put you all in camps and install a Nazi state. He can’t, because George W. Bush already put you all in camps and installed a Nazi state. Oh, wait, he never got to do it, because we were already all dead in the nuclear war our cowboy president, Ronald Reagan, started by talking tough to the Russians. “
Also, I saw this picture on Twitter last night. What I know about fashion you could fit on a Post-It note with enough room left over to copy the Declaration of Independence. Seriously, if you look in my closet, it’s flannel shirts and hockey jerseys as far as the eye can see. But, gotta say, Ivanka Trump looks stunning. It will be nice to have some grace and elegance in the White House again.
Why does looking at this picture make me crave Arizona Green Tea?
Also, in a change from eight years ago, the new First Lady will not be wearing sofa upholstery to the inauguration.