Trying to keep the bigmouth gene under control
July 9th, 2008 by Tess
Alison’s off in DC attending the Presidential Classroom, her chosen topic being Global Heath & Environment. In one week she’ll have met many more official honchos than I have in my life.
And she’ll handle it just fine- that’s not my concern. She was even elected Executive Director of her class, and will have to be the point person in the presentation/debate at the end of the week before members of the CDC, EPA & WHO. She’s not sweating it.
My worry here is that I received a form asking who our rep was so they could arrange a breakfast with him. Mary Landrieu popped into my mind, but of course it wasn’t rep but Rep they meant. House, not Senate.
That means my daughter is having breakfast with Dollar Bill Jefferson. Ol’ refrigerator man himself, who she’s studied both in school and by hearing me and mine bitch endlessly about his entire family.
And this is a child whose idea of being subtle is starting a critique with “Don’t take this the wrong way, but…”
Well, who knows. Maybe she’ll wrangle that “reasonable explanation” he’s been promising us for years now.
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