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I pulled a stupid this week
I forgot to tell you all about this earlier. I had a few minutes virtually alone with a congressman on Thursday and very much wanted to chat with him about "stuff" (Citizens United? War on Women? GOP primaries? you name it), but was so flummoxed and so afraid of seeming stupid that I said nothing. Kicking. Myself. 
In case you're wondering where everyone went:
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Re: I pulled a stupid this week
Ed Markey and I frequent the same Dunkin Donuts when he's in town. Between my down-to-the-toes crush I've always had on him (he is tremendously goodlooking irl and has spectacular posture) and the fact that I'm honesttoGod proud to have him as my rep because he's always, always, always on the right side (by which I mean, usually the left side) of issues that matter to my family, I'm always completely tongue tied when I see him in line there (maybe three times a year, if even that). I've never even been able to thank him for actually, directly, helping me personally during an area-wide winter flood a couple of years ago when I lost my heating system and water heater, and his office helped get them replaced and my house sandbagged before another flood a week later. I sent him a thank you note, but have never been able to introduce myself.
I always kick myself for days afterward.
Are you a Golden Girls fan? That reminds me of the episode where the first President Bush visited their home. Dorothy spent days preparing withering remarks about what an awful job he was doing, but could only babble when he actually got there.
Happy Spring!.