Free At Last



I don't think I've ever been happier to see somebody get on a helicopter and leave.

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Autumn's Mom said…
I think this evoked more feeling in me than anything. My mom said she threw a shoe at the tv as they left. haha She's a kook.

PS word verif is CHILL. I'm gonna go do that now.
9:36 AM
J said…
Amen babe. Wish I had seen that part on the TV. I would have cheered.

AM, your mom ROCKS.

My word verification is punwsi. Sounds like an insult.
9:44 AM
Deb Heller said…
Right! And, I cannot fathom a man who is so out of touch that he says, (paraphrased) "I can look in the mirror and say I have no regrets."

:sigh:

Well, actually, I can fathom him. What I cannot fathom is all the mindless people who believed he did a good job. Argh.
10:15 AM
Maternal Mirth said…
Free at last, free at last ... thank GOD ALMIGHTY ... we are free at last.

I thought that quote was appropriate :)
1:51 PM
Scout said…
I didn't see this yesterday. Great photo.
3:31 PM
dgm said…
I can only imagine the relief he feels, and I suspect it's even greater than yours. I would so not want to have that job.

word verification: judge
8:51 PM
Shawn said…
Nero has left Rome. But Rome is still burning.

We have a lot of work to do to clean up. And yet there are still millions that love him, want to see Rome burn down.

There you go.

Nice blog here. I look forward to dropping by again soon!
5:57 PM
Patois42 said…
That copter picture is going to stay in my mind just like Nixon's copter flight. Yeah, I'm that old.

And, might I add, "obsessed" according to word verification. (I have so been loving the new words nowadays!)
7:41 PM
Fantastic Forrest said…
My mother’s take after watching the coverage of the inauguration was “They showed President Bush arriving in Texas. He was greeted by a huge cheering crowd.”

Excuse me? Was she baiting me, or just honestly that was what stood out for her?

I couldn’t resist. I said “Yes, and there was a large crowd cheering that he was leaving.”

“Oh, I just can’t understand all that hateful talk. I’m not a hater,” quoth she.

I've gone searching the blogosphere for like-minded mommies since mine has let me down.

I think this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship with you folks.
10:40 PM
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