My prayers are with President-Elect Obama, as he readies himself to take the helm, that he is able to steer us through the treacherous waters in which we find ourselves, that he stay strong, that he stay safe. So far, I am encouraged, though I know it will take more than one man to effect a sea change. (How's that for keeping to sailing metaphors?)
I think it particularly fitting, on many different levels, that he has chosen to take the oath on the same Bible used by President Lincoln.
I spent Christmas Day on a flight to New York City to visit my daughter. The plane was surprisingly full considering it was a major holiday. Not one seat was unoccupied! But that is, on second thought, understandable, since there is no other place like Manhattan at the holidays. During the flight, I listened to Salvation in Death, the newest Eve Dallas mystery by J.D. Robb on my iPod and dozed on and off. Not that Salvation in Death is boring, just that I was really tired from being up late on Christmas Eve and getting up early on Christmas morning to pack.
Today is a quiet day ~ my flight did not arrive at JFK until midnight, and, by the time my daughter and her boyfriend picked me up and we got to her place, opened Christmas presents, and visited for awhile, it was around 3 a.m., so I'm feeling wiped out, but there are plans afoot to go ice skating in Central Park a little later in the afternoon, and I think they are going to try to get me on skates. That should be interesting, to say the least ~ I haven't been on ice skates for over 20 years.
Sunday we're going to Lincoln Center to see The Nutcracker ballet, in which the daughter of a friend of mine is dancing. At some point, I'd like to go to Rockefeller Center and gawk at the decorations (and the other gawkers), as well as to the Metropolitan Museum, and the Natural History Museum, and the Empire State Building. (I've been to NYC at least a half dozen times but never made it to the top!) I want to look at the Christmas displays in the department store windows and go to see a Broadway show. Oh, yes, and visit the Strand bookstore, where I plan to buy A Pirate of Exquisite Mind for my daughter, who finds pirates fascinating. I'll try to restrain myself, though I'll probably walk out of their with an armful of books which I will have to find room for in my already overstuffed suitcase to get them home. I'm also planning to visit Ground Zero where I've gone as if on pilgrimage each time I've been to NYC since 9/11.
I also hope to get some reading done during the quiet times when my daughter is at work. In that regard, I've already read half of Patrick Suskind's Perfume, a particularly compelling novel about a murderer in pre-Revolutionary France with a fascinating insight into how perfumes were made.