Wednesday night I had a dream that the Obamas moved in across the street from us. They were over at my house, the girls were all playing with each other and Barrack was talking to me in the kitchen as I was doing dishes.
I have no idea why I dreamed about this. Its not as if we sit around talking about the Obamas. I haven't read the paper in days or watched a lot of news this week. When I woke up I laughed to myself at having dreamed such a strange dream.
Well, out of the blue on Thursday afternoon, Jimmy got a phone call from someone at the Academy asking him if he would like to participate in Obama's inauguration ceremony. We don't have all the details yet, Jimmy may just be marching in the parade, but it is a once in a lifetime opportunity. (Which he reminded me of when I pointed out that he would be gone over my birthday.) He had to go into work early this morning to fill out a bunch of paperwork, turn in his passport and have his fingerprints scanned.
I'll keep you posted on the details!
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