I'm 39 years old and I finally know what it would feel like to be the most popular girl in High School. You see, I live in Virginia, a swing state. Today our phone rang no less than four times, the caller checking to see if we were going to make it to the polls on Tuesday. Twice we answered knocks on our door. Are you going to vote? Do you know where your polling station is? Do you need a ride?
Under other circumstances I would be a bit annoyed. Now I'm just amazed and excited that so many people are interested and involved. Two thirds of the houses on my street are sporting political signs -- and only one of them reads McCain. It feels like a giant party.
I'm also a bit a bit sad that I'll miss the action on Election day. I voted two weeks ago.
But you'd better believe that I'll be celebrating on Tuesday evening!
I can't wait to vote--in Virginia--on Tuesday. I finally feel like it matters. My husband went canvassing for Obama this afternoon. We've been getting the phone calls and have been bombarded by ads on television, though frankly, I'm ready for those to end already.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your Tuesday! I will be camping out in front of the TV with a bottle of wine.
Did the back of the McCain sign read "kick me"? :0)
ReplyDeleteYAY, Virginia! you guys did it!
ReplyDeleteIt was a pleasure and a privilege to watch the election telecast and celebrate the result with you (and the giant bottle of champagne!)
ReplyDeleteOur politicians were worse than telemarketers. Gosh, they drove me nuts!
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