I was looking forward to it all week, almost as eagerly as I’d been eating this perfect summer salad: Wednesday night would mark the airing of James Cordon’s Carpool Karaoke with First Lady Michelle Obama. There were other epic Karaokes before this one (James’ vocal odyssey with Sia is a fave), and I’m sure there will be many to come, but to ride—to sing—with FLOTUS at this moment in time felt important. Important in the wake of the RNC speech scandal (I can’t even bring myself to write her name here), important in the wake of this summer of shootings and tragedy and #BlackLivesMatter, important because this FLOTUS is the best FLOTUS I’ve had in my lifetime.
And important because Carpool Karaoke has always been a sure hit of joy, and I was desperate for that burst of serotonin.
Late Wednesday night, I gathered myself in front of my laptop and opened my Facebook feed. Just a few scrolls down, people were already sharing the Youtube video of James and Michelle.