Opposites Attract

We had such a great Sunday.

After church, we went to the library, selected some books and DVD's for the kids to enjoy over Fall Break, went to the store for supplies for pumpkin bread and Robin's pumpkin chocolate chip oatmeal cookies. (See YUM under Ramblings of Robin) Oh, and of course a Frappacino for Maddy (don't get me started-Thank you Aunt Saysa!)

We settled in for a cozy afternoon of baking, watching movies and wearing sweats. We all love these family days.

We were interrupted by the doorbell. We thought that it was Maga with the rolled oated-minor detail at the store, I forgot the list. Anyway, Paul got up to get the door while I contained the attack dog.

If we are ever robbed, Koda will bark the robber to death. And I assure you, the robber will run away to maintain sanity!

It wasn't Maga. It was a political activist seeking support for the party I oppose. HOW BAD DID I WISH I OPENED THE DOOR.

Paul very calmly informed them that he would be "speaking his voice when he cast his vote in November." She asked him which way he was voting. He calmly replied he was undecided.

WHATEVER-he did not want to address or to create conflict.

Me-I had a million questions I wanted answered-but trying to display respect for my husband and not take over the conversation-I stood silent trying to calm Koda.

After the the activist handed Paul her material, believing that an over-sized postcards with half information pointing only to what they want to tickle your ears with would change our minds Paul thanked her for stopping, told her to stay warm, and shut the door.

I went on a rambling for 10 minutes about the issues, politics and how lucky that girl was that Daddy answered the door.

Hunter asked, "Why was she lucky, Daddy?"

Paul calmly replied, "Well, Mommy is my zesty Italian. She likes to make sure everybody knows both sides of the issues."

Yeah that's it-Whatever!