It was a wonderful day. I’ll give it to Roger because I only spent about three hours this morning campaigning and all that meant was clipping old newspaper articles from the past month for filing purposes. There Were a couple small details I attended to that were campaign related. I got my surveys from pro and anti abortion PACS demanding to know whether I favor murdering babies or letting pregnant women die if it could mean saving a newly conceived gamete.
As I was was going through the papers I ran across articles I had not read during some of my recent absences. I owe Rep Choudhary an apology. His introduction of legislation upping fishing limits on a lake where he has a cabin was stupid. However, he’s taken his medicine by making a public apology to homeowners along the lake. I have some recollection that he did something I considered arrogant a few years ago that made the news but I no longer recall what it was. To my mind admitting your mistakes goes a long ways toward rectifying them – unless you are BP and have skirted good sense in the name of corporate profits thinking that you could get by on the cheap by paying million dollar fines for oil spills after drawing hundreds of millions of bucks worth of oil out of an offshore rig.
After reading this news I was amused to hear that ex Senator Dayton had all but written off the Representative who had apparently once endorsed Dayton. You’d think the Senator was wiping excrement off his hands.
What made the day a joy was my grandkids. It rained all day but after the kids arrived I still managed to get the last couple hours of work done on my daughter’s garden. I retrieved a repaired mower from Denny’s, spread mulch on her tomato beds and my daughter got broccoli planted.
After that I read library books to my grandson, watched the first Toy Story with him and got the biggest giggles out of him by blasting gusts of air at him from a silly toy he found in the attic. Really, being a grandparent can be a great deal of fun and we didn’t even send him home with this parents. Everyone’s sleeping over tonight and will head to church tomorrow from here.
Oh, I might not. Having ignored a little pile up of campaign related stuff I might spend the morning on political chores. I can’t give too many days to Roger.
