A gentle chiming sound rouses me from light sleep. The room is dim, it's the hours between pitch black night and dawn. Xander is nursing. Was that my cell phone? Dan moves in the bed next to me. I feel very awake and excited in a Christmas morning sort of way.
"Obama's announced his VP," I say. Of course. Who else texts you in the wee hours?
Dan gets the phone, fumbles it, hands it to me. 1 new message in the inbox:
Message from: 62262
Barack has chosen Senator Joe Biden to be our VP nominee. Watch the first Obama-Biden rally live at 3pm ET on www.BarackObama.com. Spread the word!
Who else got the text in the early hours this morning? It hadn't occurred to me that it would come in the middle of the night, or I might have made sure my cell was turned off or in another room. As it is, I'm glad I reset the ringtone last week to a chime rather than the shrill alarm I had before.
(I have to admit, a big part of me dislikes the airy hope/change language of the Obama campaign and imagines that there's a chance I'll still wake up to find Clinton receiving the democratic nom...)