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I think my fave if the litle girl working the pink onesie! A born dancer!
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Laurence H Tribe
The Next President
Morning-After Pride
Laurence H. Tribe 11.05.08, 12:30 PM ET
I am watching the sun rise over Lake Michigan in the land of Lincoln on this new day in America. This is the morning after a great divide in the biography of the United States. As a nation, we have come of age.
I flew to Chicago on Tuesday afternoon to witness history as the United States of America went to the polls on Election Day, 2008. Hours later, as President-Elect Barack Obama spoke in Grant Park to claim his victory before a great throng of supporters and an eagerly listening world--almost exactly 40 years after the chaos of 1968--I felt myself in the flow of time, a minor participant in a great saga punctuated by events that shaped my life, as it shaped the lives of so many others.
The year 1968 was, for me and most of my friends, a year of tragedy and disillusion. Through the years that followed, years punctuated by Watergate and Vietnam and by decades of political polarization and paralysis, politics was the game that disappointed. Yesterday it was the game that delivered. The work of governing lies ahead, but the sun is rising and the challenges we face--in reconstructing a broken economy, restoring a threatened constitution, ending a misguided war and waging a necessary one, starting to heal a wounded planet--look from here like opportunities to be seized, not obstacles to be feared.
How different this feels from the crazy election of 2000, brought to an abrupt and puzzling end by the Supreme Court's ill-starred decision to stop counting the ballots, when another new president was installed to preside over a nearly dysfunctional country. Having served as counsel before the court to the losing candidate during that sad chapter in our democratic trajectory, I returned to ordinary life but wondered when, if ever, I could fully believe in the process again.
As the decade progressed, the most impressive student I had ever taught was quietly pursuing his own political trajectory. In 1989, I had met Barack Obama and hired him as my research assistant while he was still just a first-year Harvard law student. His stunning combination of analytical brilliance and personal charisma, openness and maturity, vision and pragmatism, was unmistakable from my very first encounter with the future president.
I thought about that encounter as he and his wife Michelle each gave me a hug in one of the off-stage tents in Grant Park last night. I recalled it as I found myself unable to express in words my sense of gratitude and of possibility. The president-elect and the first lady-designate both thanked me for the part I had played in Barack Obama's education and his rise to power, but it was I, of course, who owed thanks to them, thanks for the journey on which they had embarked to reclaim America for all who dare to hope.
There will be countless efforts to dissect their improbable path from that cold winter morning in Springfield, Ill., nearly two years ago--when a still-new senator from Illinois announced his candidacy for the highest office in the land--to the unseasonably warm evening in Chicago when that quest reached its climax and when those who had led it confronted the daunting challenges of actually governing. This is not another attempt at such dissection. Nor is this another post-mortem on the failed efforts of president-elect Obama's more than formidable foes. It is simply a personal note to commemorate a milestone in a great nation's history.
As an immigrant to the United States, born in Shanghai to Russian Jewish parents who brought me with them when they settled in California in 1947, I have always felt great pride--both in that ancestry and in the gift of citizenship conferred on me by the nation that went on to provide me with such extraordinary opportunities--to thrive and to give something back for all that I have been given. My pride in that citizenship has never been greater than it is today. Truth to tell, I find myself unable to stop smiling, just as last night I found it difficult to stop crying.
Barack Obama's unique ability to explain and to motivate, coupled with his signature ability to listen and to learn, and linked with the calm that marked his nearly flawless campaign, will serve him--and all of us--well as we grapple with as daunting a set of problems as the nation has faced in three-quarters of a century. It is of course true that only time will tell just how successful this brave, brilliant and caring man will be in charting a new course for the country, something that will depend only partly on decisions that Obama will make as president.
But one thing is already certain: The very fact of Barack Obama's election at this defining moment--quite apart from the programs he pursues and the ways in which he pursues them--already speaks volumes to everyone on the planet. His election in and of itself displays how dramatically America has moved to transcend the divisions of its past and bids fair to give us a new lease on life in a world that had come, and not without reason, to see us in an awful light--a world that will now give this nation a fresh look and a second chance.
The sun is now high over Lake Michigan. It is a new day in America. We can do this. Yes, we can.
Laurence H. Tribe is the Carl M. Loeb university professor and professor of constitutional law at Harvard.
Morning-After Pride
Laurence H. Tribe 11.05.08, 12:30 PM ET
I am watching the sun rise over Lake Michigan in the land of Lincoln on this new day in America. This is the morning after a great divide in the biography of the United States. As a nation, we have come of age.
I flew to Chicago on Tuesday afternoon to witness history as the United States of America went to the polls on Election Day, 2008. Hours later, as President-Elect Barack Obama spoke in Grant Park to claim his victory before a great throng of supporters and an eagerly listening world--almost exactly 40 years after the chaos of 1968--I felt myself in the flow of time, a minor participant in a great saga punctuated by events that shaped my life, as it shaped the lives of so many others.
The year 1968 was, for me and most of my friends, a year of tragedy and disillusion. Through the years that followed, years punctuated by Watergate and Vietnam and by decades of political polarization and paralysis, politics was the game that disappointed. Yesterday it was the game that delivered. The work of governing lies ahead, but the sun is rising and the challenges we face--in reconstructing a broken economy, restoring a threatened constitution, ending a misguided war and waging a necessary one, starting to heal a wounded planet--look from here like opportunities to be seized, not obstacles to be feared.
How different this feels from the crazy election of 2000, brought to an abrupt and puzzling end by the Supreme Court's ill-starred decision to stop counting the ballots, when another new president was installed to preside over a nearly dysfunctional country. Having served as counsel before the court to the losing candidate during that sad chapter in our democratic trajectory, I returned to ordinary life but wondered when, if ever, I could fully believe in the process again.
As the decade progressed, the most impressive student I had ever taught was quietly pursuing his own political trajectory. In 1989, I had met Barack Obama and hired him as my research assistant while he was still just a first-year Harvard law student. His stunning combination of analytical brilliance and personal charisma, openness and maturity, vision and pragmatism, was unmistakable from my very first encounter with the future president.
I thought about that encounter as he and his wife Michelle each gave me a hug in one of the off-stage tents in Grant Park last night. I recalled it as I found myself unable to express in words my sense of gratitude and of possibility. The president-elect and the first lady-designate both thanked me for the part I had played in Barack Obama's education and his rise to power, but it was I, of course, who owed thanks to them, thanks for the journey on which they had embarked to reclaim America for all who dare to hope.
There will be countless efforts to dissect their improbable path from that cold winter morning in Springfield, Ill., nearly two years ago--when a still-new senator from Illinois announced his candidacy for the highest office in the land--to the unseasonably warm evening in Chicago when that quest reached its climax and when those who had led it confronted the daunting challenges of actually governing. This is not another attempt at such dissection. Nor is this another post-mortem on the failed efforts of president-elect Obama's more than formidable foes. It is simply a personal note to commemorate a milestone in a great nation's history.
As an immigrant to the United States, born in Shanghai to Russian Jewish parents who brought me with them when they settled in California in 1947, I have always felt great pride--both in that ancestry and in the gift of citizenship conferred on me by the nation that went on to provide me with such extraordinary opportunities--to thrive and to give something back for all that I have been given. My pride in that citizenship has never been greater than it is today. Truth to tell, I find myself unable to stop smiling, just as last night I found it difficult to stop crying.
Barack Obama's unique ability to explain and to motivate, coupled with his signature ability to listen and to learn, and linked with the calm that marked his nearly flawless campaign, will serve him--and all of us--well as we grapple with as daunting a set of problems as the nation has faced in three-quarters of a century. It is of course true that only time will tell just how successful this brave, brilliant and caring man will be in charting a new course for the country, something that will depend only partly on decisions that Obama will make as president.
But one thing is already certain: The very fact of Barack Obama's election at this defining moment--quite apart from the programs he pursues and the ways in which he pursues them--already speaks volumes to everyone on the planet. His election in and of itself displays how dramatically America has moved to transcend the divisions of its past and bids fair to give us a new lease on life in a world that had come, and not without reason, to see us in an awful light--a world that will now give this nation a fresh look and a second chance.
The sun is now high over Lake Michigan. It is a new day in America. We can do this. Yes, we can.
Laurence H. Tribe is the Carl M. Loeb university professor and professor of constitutional law at Harvard.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
PEBO
PEBO - President Elect Barack Obama!! As much as I loved Clinton, I don't think I have ever been prouder of a President we helped elect. I burst into tears every other minute just thinking it is really true. There really can be change, there really can be hope for the future, YES WE CAN!!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
My New Boots
Aren't they awesome?!?! I still have to see if I can make it through the day in the Jessica's but the other two pairs are totally comfy all day.
LOVE THEM!!!
Monday, October 20, 2008
BEST Sweetest Day EVER
I was so spoiled this weekend, I am almost ashamed to talk about it. Almost. I got so spolied - it was Christmas! My hubby gave me so many presents - all of which I LOVED.
Starbucks for Breakfast - always good for the caffeine addicted
iTunes Gift Card - Jammin!
Lovely by SJP perfume - I have wanted this forever
New Bracelet from Jared for all my charms - another thing I have wanted/needed for ages
THREE pairs of boots - Including my newest Jessicas!!! YEAH!
Dinner from my favorite restaurant - Isabellas - http://www.isabellacafe.com/
A new couch - Something we desperately needed since we sold all our furniture thinking we would be moving across country by now and are too old and rickety to be sitting on the floor
Isn't he amazing!?!?! I was so spoiled, I loved it! The Starbucks and dinner all gone now, the iTunes gift card half gone and I am wearing my new bracelet, perfume and one of my new boots today. The boots are a big hit, I got lots of compliments on them. If my feet can take it, tomorrow, the Jessicas!
Starbucks for Breakfast - always good for the caffeine addicted
iTunes Gift Card - Jammin!
Lovely by SJP perfume - I have wanted this forever
New Bracelet from Jared for all my charms - another thing I have wanted/needed for ages
THREE pairs of boots - Including my newest Jessicas!!! YEAH!
Dinner from my favorite restaurant - Isabellas - http://www.isabellacafe.com/
A new couch - Something we desperately needed since we sold all our furniture thinking we would be moving across country by now and are too old and rickety to be sitting on the floor
Isn't he amazing!?!?! I was so spoiled, I loved it! The Starbucks and dinner all gone now, the iTunes gift card half gone and I am wearing my new bracelet, perfume and one of my new boots today. The boots are a big hit, I got lots of compliments on them. If my feet can take it, tomorrow, the Jessicas!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
No One Told Him
The lazy days of summer may be over, but no one told Truman. What is a silly kitty to do??
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Iceberg
I did it! For the first time in 4 1/2 years I was able to eat lettuce and NOT die! I am so excited! I know it sounds pathetic, but for almost 5 years I have had to avoid lettuce like the plague because I have been unable to digest any of it - even a sliver. But for some miraculous reason, I am suddenly able to digest a small amount of of the white part of Iceberg lettuce. YEAH!!!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Another Day at The
TRACK!!! HA! The President (pictured above) invited us for a day at Arlington Race Track. Drinks, food and gambling - what a way to spend the day! Those are my friends Tina (also from the ALZ Walk) and Kim. We all had an excellent time. The day was perfect, the sun was shining and at least the President won every race! Every race! I won one, which only covered the cost of my ticket for that race, but at least I ended on a high note. It is a fun day, if you are ever inclined to go. The races start at 2:00pm and it is a great way to kill the day.
Believe It or Not
Believe it or not.....there can actually be some beauty in this city. A shot I took from my cell phone of a spot just outside of Grant Park on the city's South side. A brief moment of tranquility on a busy Downtown day.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
ALZ Walk 2008
Well it was miserable. Cold, torrential rain, awful. But I did it! ALL 5K!!! Last year I only made it 4 out of 5K, but this year I did the whole thing - in the rain and by myself. The rest of my team bailed due to the inclement weather. I am chilled and tired, but was able to raise over $2,000 to benefit the Alzheimer's Association.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Getting Better All The Time
It seems to be working. Against the odds, there are moments of peace, where Truman and Binks don't try to eat each others face off. Actually, according to the articles we have read on the Internet, and the vet we consulted, they are doing fine. They are playing, establishing dominance, and only occasionally actually trying to kill each other. But we are still cautious, they are still being monitored during every play period, and they still get alone time to relax and cool off. But as you can see, they have a few moments where they can play and rest together.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
The Introduction
Well, yesterday was the introduction of Binks to Truman. Things didn't go well. Truman is the most lovey, laid back, chubby ball of love - until Binks came in the room. Then he turned into a dick. I don't know what happened. We did everything right, Binks wasn't being aggressive, but Truman went nuts. He kept attacking Binks and wouldn't stop. Then of course, Lucky had to get in on the action and attack everyone. It was so upsetting.
But today went decidedly better! We tried again this morning and although wary of each other, there was no bloodletting. Everyone was pretty civil and kept their claws to themselves. They did so well, we did a second run later in the afternoon and that went even better. They even sort of tried playing together. Good progress for a day. So good in fact, we are planning on a third try later this evening. Wish us luck!!
But today went decidedly better! We tried again this morning and although wary of each other, there was no bloodletting. Everyone was pretty civil and kept their claws to themselves. They did so well, we did a second run later in the afternoon and that went even better. They even sort of tried playing together. Good progress for a day. So good in fact, we are planning on a third try later this evening. Wish us luck!!
A Must Do
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A must do. Log on to stop the delivery of the so outdated and useless telephone book. Go on-line for your info people. Stop wasting trees and fuel on something so antiquated.
A must do. Log on to stop the delivery of the so outdated and useless telephone book. Go on-line for your info people. Stop wasting trees and fuel on something so antiquated.
Monday, September 1, 2008
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