Just for the record, and because inquiring minds want to know, the Senator has picked Duke, Oklahoma, Louisville and Memphis to meet in the Final Four with Memphis and Oklahoma playing in the Championship Game. AND, just for the record, this Sooner has chosen Memphis to prevail.  (Go Sooners-take him out!)

The Senator’s Wife, who knows absolutely nothing about basketball, picked Louisville, Memphis, Villanova and North Carolina for the Final Four with Louisville losing to North Carolina for the Championship. Probably not gonna happen.

The Senator’s son (a BIG basketball fan) has Louisville, Pittsburgh, Connecticut and UNC in the Final Four with Louisville defeating UNC in the Championship Game.  Now, this scenario would keep things interesting…

On the other hand, the Senator’s daughter selected her teams based on geography.  If the school happened to be located in one of her favorite states, then it made the cut.  She picked Arizona, Memphis, Xavier and Syracuse to meet in the Final Four, with Arizona and Syracuse playing in the Championship Game.  She did not pick a winner in this bracket and I’m really not sure why. Maybe she is waiting to see how things shake out….I would bet she slips OU in at the end and hopes nobody notices.  She’s sneaky like that!

So, Senator, please consider yourself officially on record with your NCAA picks. The winner will have bragging rights for the next year!

Love, your wife

At Sam’s.  

I sent him off on a quick errand, really,  a mission for one specific item. Spring break had us feeling awfully productive and we were taking care of some neglected household issues.   This was a trek for one item that needed to be replaced. I figured it should take him an hour at the most, only because he wouldn’t be able to resist combing through the aisles after he grabbed the specific item (which happened to be located by the front door).  

Wishful thinking.

After three hours and numerous attempts to reach him on his cell phone, I realized he had either gotten lost, extremely distracted or was never coming back!

I know the Senator does not enjoy being brought into domestic decisions but not enough to justify being gone for what seemed like an eternity.  Seriously, how is it possible to spend the entire afternoon at Sam’s?  

Upon his return, the Senator graced me with a recap of how he spent his day.  I learned that Sunday afternoon at Sam’s is like swimming in a sea full of his constituents.  And, not just the constituents who wave and say “hi”, “keep up the good fight”, or “how’s it going down there, Senator?” But, the constituents who wanted a Capitol briefing of sorts.  They each had their issue they were following and seized the opportunity to get an update from their Senator.

My Senator has very smart constituents. My Senator also feels compelled to drop everything and answer all of their questions… in depth, and in the moment.  I would be negligent if I didn’t mention that he also enjoys this dialogue wherever it might take place, regardless of their political leanings, particular viewpoint or whether they had his opponents sign in their yard. The Senator sincerely enjoys hearing what they have to say.  What is of interest to them.

I am convinced this is why he is such a different kind of public servant.  It is not all about him. He is not a professional politician striving for a higher office, but simply a businessman trying to make our state a little more user friendly.   He really does enjoy these unforeseeable, random encounters with his constituents…and not just because it gets him a reprieve on his domestic duties.  Trust me on that.

I know, I know, you think I am sounding politically correct. But, if you experienced as many of these Sunday afternoons as I have, you would know that he is for real.

However, the next time he abandons me in the middle of a home improvement project, I think I’ll alert the State Troopers that the Senator is A.W.O.L.   (absent without leave)… again!  

Just for fun.

Love, the Senator’s Wife

He is in the habit of leaving little random tidbits on my desk that he thinks I might find interesting. Yesterday, I found a few political magazines lying around, an old picture of the Senator, (a really old picture), and an ad from a newspaper.

This does not help the clutter on my desk at all, and if it survives any cleaning tsunami that might take place, I might eventually notice it, look at it or even read some of it…eventually.

However, yesterday I did something dreadful.  Something about that newspaper ad caught my attention and I began reading.  It lured me in with the bold phrase of ‘there’s more to politics than left and right.’  Duh, is this a joke?  I mean, who are they kidding.  

The Senator likes to shower me with propaganda.  I think he does it just to see my reaction.

He does that a lot people.  

Did I mention that my Senator is funny.  Well, he is.

This particular ad was promoting a web site that contains a quiz to help you determine your true political identity. 

Yeah, I took the quiz,  I couldn’t help myself.

Boy, was it fun…

…and, there was no surprise on where I stand….  

Can’t wait to discuss where the Senator landed ….sort of, I mean,  well, maybe I don’t want to know.  In case you sense a little hesitancy, it is only because this could lead to an unpleasant political discussion.  I try to avoid those at all costs.  In fact, I usually try save up my political clout around here for issues that matter to me, personally.  Some Internet quiz I took giving me the results that he is already well aware of, well, you get the picture.

And, he can’t change where I stand…even though he gives it his best shot.  

And, I can’t change him.   Believe me, I have tried.  

But, we still love each other.  Probably more for that matter.  We color each others world.

But, I wonder if  our political beliefs would be that far apart on this quiz?  

I told you it lured me in.  

Go ahead, take the quiz. I dare you.

Then, tell me where you stand.  

I’m going to clear off my desk and read all of these political magazines.  After all, it is spring break.  

See you next week,

the Senator’s Wife