Two Days...

We're at the end of the two day mark and it was an interesting day, indeed. We went doorknocking in Marshalltown and Megan had a close encounter with a bunny broiler - well, not really, but a bunny skinner we call Malachi. Seriously. The good news is that little Malachi's parents are voting for John Kerry. Still got the creeps.

We are 3 points ahead out here in Iowa. And we're hearing good things all over the country, despite what those national polls say. AND the Green Bay Packers won over the Redskins (See the Strange Bedfellows post from before). So we're seeing some positive signs all over the place.

I'm pretty beat, but we're in the final stages. But as my crew coach used to say, "Do your thing and don't worry about anyone else. I know it'll hurt. I know it'll be hard. But if you do what you're trained to do, focus on the task at hand - I promise you won't feel any pain when you cross the finish line." Yup. Rowing applies to everything, people. Especially in these last days. As I liked to say, "We've passed the 500 meter mark. Now the race begins. Let's go."

So, I leave you all to peruse the pictures from yesterday's rally. Mama's tired and is hosting a Halloween party in the hotel room. Guests can only come if they wear a costume using the materials in their hotel room. Pretty inventive, considering how crazy this week has been. Whee-ha.