Inauguration: 1 week
I couldn't decide if I should have used this user-pic or the one labeled "frazzled", because I couldn't decide if I'm really excited or really terrified.
Some things that happened:
Coriander and I are hosting a small cocktail party at 4:30 on Sunday. We ordered invitations for this at the beginning of December. Three days after Christmas, PIC (Presidential Inaugural Committee) decided to host a 90-minute welcome concert at the Lincoln Memorial starting at 2pm on Sunday. Yesterday, the line-up for the concert was announced. Beyonce, Mary J. Blige, U2, Garth Brooks, Sheryl Crow, Renee Fleming, Josh Groban, Herbie Hancock, Heather Headley, John Legend, Jennifer Nettles, John Mellencamp, Usher, Shakira, Bruce Springsteen, James Taylor, will.i.am and Stevie Wonder. Needless to say, our target of 20 guests has now been reduced to 10-15. Hell, *I* want to go. (I may go for an hour and then rush home.) If everyone had properly replied, I would e-mail everyone and change the time to 5pm.
I bought a dress. I put it off and put it off until I was feeling particularly girly, but the moment never came. The truth is, the excitement is mixed with dread, so I couldn't fully enjoy the gown-buying process. In fact, I went to the boutique downstairs from work during my lunch hour and bought the first gown that I tried on. Still, I have to say that I did have a minor jumping-up-and-down moment when my ball tickets arrived via courier to the office this morning. It was quickly squelched when I remembered that, oh yeah, the balls aren't fun and transportation is going to be brutal.
Transportation will be brutal. The metro will be packed. I purchased metro cards in advance for my guests, and I live on a "less crowded" metro line (Metro officials predict that the Orange Line and the Red Line will be the worst), but I've been on the metro when it's completely packed with lines coming out of the rabbit holes, and it's not something I'm looking forward to. Of course, it really beats driving and the associated gridlock.
The weather: could be better and certainly could be worse. The predicted high temperature has dropped from 38 to 36, and the predicted low has dropped from 30 to 28. Fortunately, I purchased a box full of hand/body warmers and a box full of toe warmers. I think I'll give them away as party favors at the cocktail.
Some things that happened:
Coriander and I are hosting a small cocktail party at 4:30 on Sunday. We ordered invitations for this at the beginning of December. Three days after Christmas, PIC (Presidential Inaugural Committee) decided to host a 90-minute welcome concert at the Lincoln Memorial starting at 2pm on Sunday. Yesterday, the line-up for the concert was announced. Beyonce, Mary J. Blige, U2, Garth Brooks, Sheryl Crow, Renee Fleming, Josh Groban, Herbie Hancock, Heather Headley, John Legend, Jennifer Nettles, John Mellencamp, Usher, Shakira, Bruce Springsteen, James Taylor, will.i.am and Stevie Wonder. Needless to say, our target of 20 guests has now been reduced to 10-15. Hell, *I* want to go. (I may go for an hour and then rush home.) If everyone had properly replied, I would e-mail everyone and change the time to 5pm.
I bought a dress. I put it off and put it off until I was feeling particularly girly, but the moment never came. The truth is, the excitement is mixed with dread, so I couldn't fully enjoy the gown-buying process. In fact, I went to the boutique downstairs from work during my lunch hour and bought the first gown that I tried on. Still, I have to say that I did have a minor jumping-up-and-down moment when my ball tickets arrived via courier to the office this morning. It was quickly squelched when I remembered that, oh yeah, the balls aren't fun and transportation is going to be brutal.
Transportation will be brutal. The metro will be packed. I purchased metro cards in advance for my guests, and I live on a "less crowded" metro line (Metro officials predict that the Orange Line and the Red Line will be the worst), but I've been on the metro when it's completely packed with lines coming out of the rabbit holes, and it's not something I'm looking forward to. Of course, it really beats driving and the associated gridlock.
The weather: could be better and certainly could be worse. The predicted high temperature has dropped from 38 to 36, and the predicted low has dropped from 30 to 28. Fortunately, I purchased a box full of hand/body warmers and a box full of toe warmers. I think I'll give them away as party favors at the cocktail.