Ole Bubba and I were watching the electric teevee the other night and Bubba,who has a triple digit IQ and can multitask, was reading his iPad.
All of a sudden, Ole Bubba just hoots. He said, “Babe, you’re gonna love this and enjoy it in an unflattering and unseemly manner.”
Ole Bubba knows me well.
I am not a fan of Ann Romney. From the day she said, “you people,” until her haughty presence after the second debate when she refused to even look at President Obama when she took the stage, I have found Ann Romney to be a very entitled woman. I thought that she patronized me and every other struggling young couple when she talked about having to sell stocks (oh my!) to pay bills in college.
She was a woman lacking class before the election and she hasn’t improved much. At all.
By all accounts, the past month has been most difficult on Romney’s wife, Ann, who friends said believed up until the end that ascending to the White House was their destiny. They said she has been crying in private and trying to get back to riding her horses
Bubba is happy to report that I have never in our marriage cried because I am not First Lady.
Maybe we could all pitch in and buy her a princess outfit.
See, I am behaving just as Ole Bubba predicted – unseemly. So, instead of saying anything else, I will simply say, “Bless her heart.”