Tuesday was my very first Super Tuesday. (It wasn’t Eric’s, but he’s been in Georgia longer than I have.) Much to the disappointment of my Republican predecessors, I remain a Democrat. The last time my parents and I talked about this they tried to convince me that this was just a phase that young people go through and that one day when I actually had money I would see the error of my ways and become a conservative. I still find this unlikely. I went to what is arguably the most conservative law school in the country and somehow in those three years I decided I was a Democrat. Not an easy thing to do. (There were probably about 5 of us in my class. It took guts.) Then I went on to be a Public Defender, so it’s not like I’m getting any better.
As for our political choices, well, it’s not something I normally bring up in public. You never know who’s in which party and which candidate they prefer so I generally keep quiet. The problem is that both Eric and I are completely predictable. We are young. We are idealistic. We live in Georgia (and we all know how that turned out). So yes, we voted for Obama. It was completely beyond our control. We had to follow our demographic.
We did have a lovely time voting, though. In Georgia, the “I Voted” sticker is perhaps the coolest ever. It has a big peach on it. And everyone wears them. All over town on Tuesday I saw people with peach stickers on their shirts.
Here we are with our voter stickers. Note that while Eric did a better job of taking the picture of us this time than he did on our honeymoon (where only half my face is visible) that we still have some work to do. There was another we took where we looked more normal but only took up half the frame, so this one wins.
And no, I didn’t wear a t-shirt to work. I loved my sticker so much I transferred it from my fancy work clothes to my grungy home clothes.