Grin and Bear It

I want to start this blog post by thanking a group of people. First, I want to thank my dear friend Tung Bui for spending time and energy dealing with Mr. Plunkett. Tung is a true friend.

Second, I want to thank Scott at the local printer's union for working with me to get to the heart of an issue that is near and dear to my heart. Your investigation skills saved me a lot of energy and time. Your ability to understand my situation and help me move on gives me faith that there are truly gracious people in the world.

Third, I want to thank Karen Deal, political director at the UCFW Union. I feel lucky to have your support and energy. Thank you.

Ok...it's no secret I am truly a softie at heart. I'm sure you will hear more gushing from me before November.

Now, back to doorbelling. I was excited about going doorbelling tonight. The weather was perfect and my faith in my fellow citizens had been renewed. Todd, my ops manager (and best husband in the world) chose a great neighborhood for me. I filled my water bottle and was on my way.

Amazingly, I went to the neighborhood and found a parking space right away. I was certain I could get most of the precinct done tonight. The first few streets went great AND THEN.......I failed to pay attention coming down a set of stairs. You guessed it, I fell down the stairs. I was thankful no one was around to see me fall into the street.

If you know me at all, you know I have had various sport injuries over the years. I dusted myself off and pulled myself together. I figured the pain would subside as it always does. I should have known something was different when it couldn't bear weight. I made a decision to keep going until I could no longer stand the pain. I finished about 50 houses before I had to stop.

Now, I am home with my feet up. I have taken some Tylenol and will be ready to start doorbelling again tomorrow -- at least until I can't stand the pain anymore.

All in all, life is good. I am lucky to have such supportive unions to work with, a great husband, beautiful children, and two great dogs.

Until tomorrow my friends.

Priya

How Low Can You GO?!

Well...I have to say that I am a bit dumbfounded by my opponent today. A dear friend of mine who owns a sign shop had contributed my yard signs. And, as required, I reported this donation to the PDC. These records are publicly available.

Mr. Plunkett sent a request to my friend's office, asking to look at his records. Although my friend is required to provide some limited information by law:(1) the services rendered; (2) what kind of services were provided; and (3) the cost of services. Yes...basically a bill; a bill my friend provided to me, which I would have been more than happy to share with Mr. Plunkett. And, by the way, I am required to provided Mr. Plunkett with my financial records. So, the question is why did Mr. Plunkett feel like he wanted to harrass my donor? Who's door is he going to knock on next?

Perhaps Mr. Plunkett will call my mother, in Albuquerque, or my mother-in-law, in Scottsdale, to ask for their financial records. Now that's a vision. Mr. Plunkett thinks that I'm a threat...I'd love him to go against two women who made their way in the world when women were "just women".

Until tomorrow my friends.

Priya

And There's More

Its been an interesting few days. I had a really bad case of shin splints after doorbelling in the rain. I suspect it was a combination of the shoes I was wearing (yes...another shoe problem) and trying to keep myself from falling on slippery wet hills. The shin splints were so bad that I could barely walk the day after.

I did however, take time to wobble to the Taste of Edmonds! I went incognito: short pants, scrubby t-shirt, sweater, no make up and my movie star sun glasses. I was pleasantly surprised when people recognized me (ok...I really wished I had not looked so informal) and asked why my name was not on the ballot.

My shins have healed and doorbelling continues! Today I did Edmonds 40 -- what a GOD SEND! It was flat and had clusters of apartments. It took me no time to get through it. It felt good to get through a whole precinct in one day but, I wish more people were home.

Until tomorrow my friends.

Priya

Feeling Mushy

Whether I win or lose this election the one thing I will always remember is meeting all the great folks who live in Edmonds. I feel privileged and honored that so many of you would share your life stories with me. Some of you will become friends for life.

Thank you for offering water when it is too hot. Thank you for offering food when I come to your front deck and say "mmm it smells like you are barbecuing". And, thank you for offering shelter when its raining. I couldn't' ask for better neighbors.

The doorbelling news today is that I have shin splints and my glutes and hamstrings are sore. But, that to will pass.

Until tomorrow my friends.


Priya

Doorbelling In Uncertain Weather

Today was a crazy doorbelling day. When I started it was cold and and the sky was dark with clouds. I changed into jeans and a sweater to keep warm. I grabbed a rain coat because it looked like rain. By the time I got to my first street it was pouring.

No problem. I had my rain coat. I thought the particular street would take me about 20 minutes. It took 60 minutes. By the time I was done, I looked like Marx (my 12 pound poodle) after a bath. My jeans were soaked and my back was covered in sweat. And, of course, as soon as I got back to the car, the rain stopped. UGGHHH.

I didn't get to speak with a lot of people today. I suspect they were all home doing what I wanted to do - get in my nightie and curl up with a good book - and didn't want to answer the door. At least, I got my 100 doors done.

I hope all of you stayed dry and warm today. Until tomorrow my friends.

Priya

Note To Self

Stop thinking about doorbelling before going to sleep. Otherwise, you will have doorbelling dreams. Last night my dreams consisted of losing my car and walking around in circles into perpetuity.

Priya

Doorbelling Resumes in Edmonds 36

So, I had taken a small break from doorbelling. I was just darned tired. But, Todd did the math and made me go back out today. MADE is the key word here. Not only did he make me go out, he made me go to a neighborhood that I had assumed was leaning heavily toward Mr. Plunkett. I was dreading it. But, as always, once I'm there doorbelling, I'm always glad I went.


Today I ran into the sweetest dog named Della at Mr. WIlson's house (not DJ Wilson). At first, I wasn't going to doorbell her owner because she was roaming free in a yard with an electric fence. But, as soon as I started walking by the driveway, Della ran as close as she could to me and started wagging her tail. How could I walk away?


Della reminded me a great deal of our old hound dog Jake. Della showed me how fast she could run and how high she could jump. She also honored me with a whole bunch of wet sloppy kisses! As it turns out, Mr. Wilson was very cool too! He's a lawyer too and will be voting for me. I also get to put a sign in his yard.


After completing my 100 houses, as my operations manager (my husband Todd) dictated I was required to complete tonight, I started looking for my car (I forgot to mark on my map where I parked it). As I was wandering around, I was stopped by a very nice Ms. Murphy. Ms. Murphy and several of her neighbors and her friends, bless their hearts, could not find me on the Primary Election ballot and had written my name in. Ms. Murphy will also be hosting a sign and a coffee for me. Thank you Ms. Murphy and friends. I will be seeing you soon.

There will be more new moments to report and old moments I haven't yet. I hope you find these stories as heartwarming as I do.

Priya