At the top of the hour when the polls in California closed and CNN projected Barack Obama the winner of the presidential election, our house blew up. We jumped around the living room, screaming and crying and hugging and shaking our heads in disbelief.
We popped more bottles of champagne and ran outside to scream into the night.
We found fireworks left over from Independence Day and made Os for Obama with our sparklers.
We came back inside to listen to the speeches and toast each other with more champagne.
"We don't have to pretend to be Canadian when we're traveling anymore!"
"We elected a black president!"
"Nevada turned blue!"
"He proved you can take the high road and win!"
"It's a landslide!"
"My son has a President he can look up to!"
"We survived the Bush administration."
"We chose hope over fear!"
"Barack Obama is the President of the United States of America!!!"
Barack Obama is the President of the United States of America. It's almost too good to be true. I have never been so proud to be an American. What a night!