Election night 2008. Grant Park. Surrounded by over a million people. Ryan and I took our then, 9 month old daughter to the rally in order to forever claim a piece of history in her life story and in ours. It was peaceful, meaningful, celebratory, hopeful, inspiring, and the awesomest experience ever! I screamed WOO HOO until my lungs ached and my throat was dry. Our smiles were ear to ear and our hearts were filled with glee. We danced with strangers, swayed in peaceful harmony, and sang Stevie Wonder songs louder than we thought was humanly possible. Obama made us WOO HOO!

I am wearing sparkly black flip flops. These say that I like to be feminine and sassy, but I am laid back and like to be comfortable. They are also a testament to the enormous chronic back pains I have thanks to flip flops. No arch support, no traction, no alignment. So, I guess these shoes also say I am dumb, because I should probably be wearing those orthopedic clogs that nurses wear in order to ease my pain. But those are ugly and require socks. Yuck.