The ceremony was lovely, as those things go. The Chief Judge of New York gave a very interesting speech on Marbury v. Madison. The Lt. Governor gave a not so interesting speech on independent courts and freedom. I had to pee while she was talking and I don't remember much except for crossing and uncrossing my legs and that her voice was not made for public speaking.
I humbly accepted my award, feeling somewhat of a fraud as the program for the day clearly stated that I, Michele Catalano, manage my life with "grace, dignity and humility." I don't know who wrote the program, but those are very kind words bestowed upon me by someone who obviously has never met me.
The program also said that in making my visions (Trooptrax and Command Post) a reality, I have not compromised my other roles in life. Of course, they have not been to my house to see the piles of laundry nor do they know that the registration on my car expired several months ago. I wonder if I can walk into traffic court, show them my plaque and demand to be un-scofflawed.
If you are really that bored, interested or whatnot, I will be reprinting the entire thing they wrote about me here, mainly because they mention Carol and Keith and I want them to know that - although they refer to Carol as "that hot chick from Massachusetts" and Keith as "That GI Stud from Nebraska."
Not really. I did, though.
Anyhow, this is Cinco de Mayo and I have a huge group of family and friends that are taking me out to dinner (ok, so most of them are under ten), and a whole evening full of margaritas to drink. Ole!