Invitation

Not too long ago, I invited Barack Obama over to my house for coffee and crumpets.

I did this by filling out an online invitation form at Senator Obama's webite.

Here's what I said:

Event Organization: Private citizen, Mother of five, Wife to one, Friend to all
Event Title: Tea and Crumpets

Subject: Tea and Crumpets with Jerri
Description: Senator Obama, I would enjoy having you join me in my home for tea/coffee and crumpets while you are visiting the beautiful state of Oregon March 21, 2008. We are a working poor family, living in a poor neighborhood; and while our home may be humble, I can promise you the coffee will be strong and the conversation scintillating.

I am a 47 stay at home mother, wife of 25 years. I currently serve on our city's Social Services Advisory Board. Over the past two years, our CDBG dollars for Social Services have shriveled by nearly 20% and yet the need for crisis services in our community has grown by more than 25%.

I am an ordinary woman, trying to make a difference. Meet with me while you are in Oregon. Hear our stories. Help me believe that in the face of overwhelming odds, change truly is possible.

The coffee pot is on and the invitation is open.

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Not surprisingly, I haven't heard back from the Obama event coordinators.

...but Barack, if you are reading this, the pot is on and the invitation is open. Stop by anytime.

It's silly really. I know there isn't a snowball's chance in Hades that Mr. Obama will actually take me up on my offer.....but my 10 year old son is so psyched to think his mother has actually invited Barack Obama over for coffee.

In his eyes, I'm Super Mom. And do you know what? That's better than having coffee with Senator Obama anytime. (No offense, Senator, no offense; but when it comes to my children they outshine the best of us.)