Is everyone really sick of me being right all the time? I get that a lot. It comes with being the oldest of four children. I just can't hardly help bossing people around. What can I say?

I agree with my daughter Tory who wanted to know if there was such an occupation as "allogist", someone who studies and does everything? There's so many interesting things to learn in this life. I'm running out of time. Oh my!

You Are a Colon

You are very orderly and fact driven. You aren't concerned much with theories or dreams... only what's true or untrue. You are brilliant and incredibly learned. Anything you know is well researched. You like to make lists and sort through things step by step. You aren't subject to whim or emotions. Your friends see you as a constant source of knowledge and advice. (But they are a little sick of you being right all of the time!) You excel in: Leadership positions You get along best with: The Semi-Colon

What Punctuation Mark Are You?

The girls and I went to Mike Huckabee's Dallas Campaign Headquarters to make get out the vote phone calls. When we first got there, there was hardly anybody there and so we got our list of numbers and I made a couple of example calls. I wanted them to get involved, but I wasn't sure I could talk them into it. After I made about 5 calls I offered $10 to the first kid to make a phone call. Hannah, their BFF, jumped on that and after much blushing, giggling and practicing of the script, she made her first call. Luckily an answering machine picked up and so she just had to read the script into the machine. Tory, of course, not willing to be beaten started making calls. I then offered a game/video to the kid that made the most phone calls. Pretty soon Abby decided she didn't want to be left out and so she started making calls. I was so proud of their willingness to do this. These are the same girls that talk so softly at restaurants that waiters can't hear them. After about 15 minutes they were professionals at making the calls. Of course, when they got a live person they would look at me with a panicked look on their face and I would take the call. Then, after about an hour they got brave enough to talk to a real person.


Tory's best call was to a mom who had already voted for Mike Huckabee and whose son is serving in Iraq and has already voted for Huckabee.

Hannah's funniest call was to a man who said "Let me stop you there and just let you know that I got into a fight in high school and so now I can't vote." She started cracking up and so did he.

Abby weirdest call was to a woman who replied to the question, "Can we count on your support in the primary?" with a slow, drugged sounding "Surrre". Then of course she got a kick out of the name Gay something or other.

We all got a kick out of the names. We had a Mr. Kitten, a Mr. Bacon and a Mr. Pigg and then to top it of we had a Boisewetter or something like that. Needless to say we had an interesting evening.

Tory wants to go back with me tomorrow. Oh, and we got special pins to show we volunteered at a campaign headquarters.


The campaign workers were so glad to see some young people involved in the process.

Public school, it's free, right? Every child from age 6-18 is allowed to attend the local P.S. for free. Of course, the homeowner foots most of the bill, more than three-quarters of my tax bill at the end of the year goes to the local school district. But, other than that school is free. The school provides the teacher, the books, the field trips, the sports team.

However, seems like I've heard somewhere, that you get what you pay for? I got a free education, but I was allowed to graduate without having to read some of the greatest works ever penned by man. Why was I never required to read "Night" by Elie Wiesel. How can I call myself educated and yet never had to read the following?

"Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky. Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my Faith forever. Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which deprived me, for all eternity, of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never."

Public education, it may be free, but it comes at a very high cost.