We're Going to the White House!

There are times when President-Elect Obama seems like an Everyman. That's certainly who he's fighting for, who he wants to help (in the pretty little house with the white picket fence on Main Street). But every once in a while, in an interview, or in footage from a rally, he'll say something, something that sounds so normal. Especially African-American normal. That it makes me excited all over again that he won!!!

Look out, we're coming to the White House!

One example was in a rally when he said, "She's talking like she's Annie Oakley!"

In another rally, he said, "How many plumbers you know make $250,000 a year?"

And then, today, he did it again. I saw a couple of clips on the View from their interviews with Barbara Walters, and in one, they were talking about the First Puppy. What kind of dog will it be? Naturally, Barbara suggested they get one like her Cha Cha (short for Cha Cha Cha).

Obama speculated that it would be a "yappy" dog, yapping all over the place and that it seems kind of like a girly dog. Then, he said, gesturing, "we're gonna get a BIG dog...". And there was just something about what he said, the way he said it and the expression on his face that made me say once again, "Oh my god, we're going to the White House!".

Moving on up to the east side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky...

It feels like I'm going, too, in a way. Like there will be someone there I could have seen every couple of years at a family reunion.

It's hard to find the right words to express how wonderful that feels. But it feels pretty darn wonderful, let me tell you!