Romney/Ryan 2012 Rallies

Mary has become more politically involved to help avoid another four years of the narcissist socialist BO, and to that end, she decided to drag the family to political rallies. Actually, they went along quite willingly, especially Elder Son who is fascinated by the political machine.

The first rally featured both Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan.  Because we weren't able to arrive early, we were stuck in traffic until the motorcade arrived.  The event didn't start for at least an hour after that, so we were able to move around a little to try to find a good standing spot.

These two Secret Service men gave me permission to snap their pic. They just looked so cool.

There was no good standing spot.  I don't really mind that for myself, but some of my children are shorter than me, and I didn't want them to be looking at a lot of backs and butts.  We walked back from whence we came, which took us up the hill from the staging area which was in the middle of a medium-sized town intersection.  We were able to see a little better, but then a campaign worker offered us free t-shirts if we would go sit in the bleachers at the END of the venue.  Scored two t-shirts, but then we were in what would be the nosebleed section if we were in an arena. At least it got us away from the loudspeakers blasting country music (with the notable exception of Boston's "More Than a Feeling".)

Later that evening, I found out that the next day, Mitt Romney would be in another town not too far from us.  I quickly got more tickets and decided to leave early enough to get there soon after the gates opened.

We got there about 30 minutes after the gate opened, scoring a close parking space, but unfortunately we weren't as close up as we'd hoped.

As we came up to this spot, where'd we need to stand for another two hours or so, a worker asked us to go up on those steps and cheer loudly when necessary.  I told her, though, that we'd prefer to be close to Mitt when he spoke.

After denying a reporter the chance to interview us (he was so disappointed!) we stood for a few minutes when another campaign worker asked if we'd stand on the steps.  I explained that we'd seen both Romney and Ryan the night before, but we were so far away and I wanted the kids to at least be able to see his face.  He said he'd been at the same place and knew I'd done a lot of driving.  "Tell you what; come with me," he said.  He led us to the VIP section and gave us each a VIP bracelet.  We ended up here.  This time we got to listen to live music, which was pretty good.  This rally appeared to be much better organized (or maybe it appeared that way simply because we were closer to the action.)

Mitt Romney finally came to the stage after numerous other candidates running for office, and a few local personalities.  After he finished speaking, he started shaking hands.  He shook a few, including mine, and then reached down to Younger Son and waited for him to raise his hand.  The little guy was thrilled (it was the first he'd smiled in a few hours) and then Older Son managed to also get a handshake.  The girls were unfortunately unable to bully their small bodies forward far enough. Maybe next rally! (DH wasn't feeling well and didn't attend.)

Four days later, Obarfa came into our town (oh darn I had to work in another city) and I snapped this wonderful sign that would greet His Majesty's royal subjects.

I fully realize that Romney isn't perfect; in fact, Santorum was my first choice.  But he at least has the knowledge and experience to pull this country out of the economic mess it's in.