DH is finishing up his campaign for state office. Yesterday I went with him into Hotlanta for a big TV appearance. He participated in a debate that was broadcast statewide on a public television station. Moe and I went with him. We spent time in his designated green room after DH got his makeup on, then went down for the debate. While there, I ran into a number of candidates for major offices, including Lt. Governor and Governor. Ah, the life of the candidate's wife, hob-nobbing with the powerful.
DH's debate went well. Moe and I sat in the audience. (I wore a lovely gray sweater with a cream camisole & rose colored skirt, and pearls, of course.) There was a panel of questioners, all local journalists. DH did a good job stating his points. I did note that all three candidates were wearing almost identical dark suits and red ties, making them look like triplets, or undertakers. Heh.
Then we all got in the car and headed back to spook town, the neighborhood of Chez Crazy. It is a preferred neighborhood for all the local kids, they're practically bused in. Last year we got about 200 kids. It's crazy. Kids all over the roads, extra cars, even outside folks bringing in golf carts to ferry their little trick or treaters all over. We ran completely out of candy this year. And I'm glad that's over.
Today I had to go to a dumb seminar at the GA Dome. Tomorrow morning I vote, then go to work. And tomorrow night DH and I are going to his party's Election Night fete, where I have to be The Candidate's Wife again. I'll be good and smile and keep my fat mouth shut. I hope it doesn't run late.
And I'll be damn glad the election's over. Unless DH is in a run-off - oh, please no!
