The Word B

i am now a citizen of australia. the ceremony was about an hour long. there was a moment of pledging an affirmation and that was pretty much that- i was official. as predicted, bronwyn bishop, a.k.a. the wicked witch of oz (representing warringah) was there. i swear she is in competition with queen elizabeth the 1st, for the most make up put on ones face. it was horrible and she smelled like moth balls. but that was the only down side. after receiving my certificate, i was given a native plant (which turned into 5 because they wanted to get rid of them). then we were out of there and down the road to have dinner and celebrate. we even had champagne.
no, i will not forget my roots. no, i have not lost my american citizenship. yes, i am now a dual citizen. yes, i did turn down the offer for the role of ambassador to tahiti, which i was immediately offered straight after the ceremony. i have principles- we must sell our house first.
i hardly slept last night. i am not sure if it was excitement over the aussie thing, or anxiousness over the frijole thing. however, i will state that it is most likely a combination of both.