Pomp Up the Jam

Today I, like so many others, watched the inauguration of our 44th president, Barack H. Obama. Even though I was at work I was able to get a live feed from the Fox Network and was grateful to be able to witness history in the making. I have always been fascinated with pomp and circumstance and today was no exception. I love all things top secret. The only trouble is I am not on the "need to know" list. There is a part of me that wants to be the "important" one...the one that is protected. There is another part of me that wants to do the protecting. I want to be privy to all of the inner workings of the behind the scenes action. But I am not a high society person. I have never felt comfortable having to watch my p's & q's. I mean, I mind my manners and try to be a good girl, but I don't need the stress of having to worry about which fork to use or when to curtsy. Sure, I'd love to wear a designer dress now and then, and a limo ride to town would be nice, but in the end, I think that I am happy with the hand that I have been dealt. Politics don't suit me and I am quite content being my own driver. At work I eat with a spork and the only time I bow is when I have to pick up something off the floor. I exercised my right and voted and I am glad that I did. I respect and support our new president and look forward to watching him lead our country. While I may not have to walk through tunnels escorted by men in suits with coiled wires in their ears I am privy to some highly confidential information...but, unfortunatley you are not on the "need to know" list! Sorry...'cause it's some goooood stuff!