So I have a confession to make....
I have teeny tiny crush on W. Not in a "cheat on your spouse" kind of way, first of all because I am happily married and I think he is also, but more in a "I feel like we are supposed to be good friends" kind of way. Friends that just haven't met yet.
I got to see President Bush speak in 2004 at a local university. It was amazing! I went with my Mom and Dad who were only slightly amused at how crazy their oldest daughter was acting. It took 4 hours to go through security but it was worth every minute. He was speaking on social security, so it wasn’t like it was super exciting, but it was more about knowing that OMG… I’m in the same room as the President of the United States the most powerful man on the planet and oh gosh look at all the Secret Service guys around with their cute little ear pieces in and I wonder what they are saying speaking into their hands like that and do you think there are snipers somewhere around here I bet there are maybe even on that roof top right over there and look here comes W looking all handsome in that gray suit and crap I think I just broke my camera and how am I ever going to memorialize this momentous occasion in my life without my camera and oh good Mom has another camera with her and WOW he’s starting to talk again about social security and even though it is a boring topic and I don’t know very much about it I am going to pretend like I do and clap at everything he says because he’s the first President I voted for and I just love this guy….
I could go on and on. I love W as much as I love Rick and Bubba.
I still have a close-up picture on display in my house of W that one of my Mom’s friends took that day. She was sitting on the floor level and got his autograph and a great picture of him.
I was so jealous…
Then on the 1 year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina my brother-in-law Jason was working on a Habitat for Humanity home in New Orleans and guess who just happened to be stopping by the site? You got it...Jason got to meet President Bush. And pray with him. And talk with him. And get his picture taken with him.Can I go into a “I’m the big sister of someone whose husband touched the hand of President George W. Bush” mode? I was in awe. Jason said that he was just the nicest guy.
Of course he was…
I better wrap this up before the Secret Service come investigate me for being a stalker or something. All that to say, I’m very sad to see him go. I know that he made some very unpopular decisions in his Presidency, but I strongly feel that his faith and his love of country are genuine. I still keep thinking that we are just meant to meet sometime. Almost like he is going to finish packing his U-haul at the White House, turn in the keys to Air Force One, and then just drop on by for a glass of sweet tea with me.
So President Bush, if you ever just happen to drop by Wade’s World, please know that the offer to visit is always open. I'm sure the FBI can look up my address for you. Or, if one of you bloggy readers happens to have his cell phone number I would be gratefully appreciative. Mmmkay?