David and I road tripped to Nebraska for our rendition of “Meet the Parents.” Fortunately, his mother is nothing like Barbra Streisand. They do, however, watch Fox News. All. Day. Long.
For a girl raised by a Democratic politician, this is eye opening. The anti-Obama sentiment is strong. My party is responsible for ruining the country. Liberals make decisions based on emotions, not facts. Cap and trade is a disaster. The proposed healthcare plan will lead to a country of crooked teeth. (See Canada.) Why hasn’t Obama fixed things? (Seriously, in seven months Obama is supposed to make up for eight years of Cheney, I mean Bush?)
The truth is, neither party does much for me right now. I’m adrift in my beliefs, needing to brush-up on details, but struggling to tear myself away from Perez Hilton.com long enough to do so. Because watching celebrities self-destruct is much less stressful.
It is David’s goal to “convert” me to the Republican Party, though he thinks I’m already there and still brainwashed Democrat by my upbringing. He may be right. I’m in political transit and not sure where I’ll land.
Politics aside, his parents were kind and welcoming. His mom is the quintessential grandma, overindulging the grandkids and making massive amounts of food. His stepfather is a good ‘ole boy, partial to Budweiser and the recently installed tiki hut next to the pool. (With a flat screen TV so you can watch while in the pool. Awesome.) They are salt of the earth and darn good people.
Not unlike may parents. I think they’d get along fine. As long as no one brings up politics.