Four More Years!!!!

Yeah baby! That's all I'm going to say. We do not gloat and we do not strut- ever.

But besides the fact that I am a strong supporter of President Bush, I got the oh-so-very cool op to see him in person the Saturday before Super Tuesday. He was in town for a rally and I went down the local GOP-HQ for tickets -I had to do a song and dance to get three for pity's sake. It was just incredible. If I lived in DC, I'm sure I would take Presidential sightings more in stride. But apart from President Bush Sr, using our high school track for morning runs when he was the Vice-President, (it was a very nice, secure campus) my love of politics and such has been from afar.

So - we're at Tinker Field, home of the Orlando Rays (Manta rays, not sun rays. I thought it was sun rays at first and then thought that was really lame.)Senator Mel Martinez is right at the gates, shaking hands with people. Secret service are around, and yes, since I'm a West Wing addict - I'm already a Secret Service groupie - they are just so cool!!! Volunteers arm us up with Bush stickers and signs - VIVA BUSH. We hear various Florida Republicans speak. Finally the motorcade pulls in and they start the music and the President and Mrs. Bush come through the tent, down the ropeline and up on the stage. I would love to say that I had a vantage point, but I was technically at center field. Wisely though, I had manuevered us right behind the press scaffolding to have breathing room. (I have crowd issues after being in the middle of a gang fight in Santa Fe, New Mexico, during Fiesta de Zozobra). PLUS, one could clearly see the podium if you looked through the scaffolding just right. It was an electric night, one of those nights that I wished I worked in Washington, then I realised that moments like that are more special when they are moments.