His meeting was for the photo-adventures-group he was trying to form, where they'd meet up about once a month and go on a little day trip somewhere in the Hill Country to shoot photos and maybe have lunch somewhere fun.
I think he was a tad nervous because everyone who had responded so far was female, but he needn't have worried. In no time at all they were tossing out ideas right and left, and Hubby had a great list of possible day-trips. A trip to tour the Spanish missions around San Antonio will be their first adventure, but it was this last item one woman tossed out that really put a twinkle in his eye.
I think it's going to be a fun group.
After lunch it was time to head over to Hays City Store for my event -- a meet-up of one of Wimberley's two Indivisible groups. I've never really been an activist, have voted for people from various parties (it wasn't until the Tea Party emerged that I got shoved further and further to the left), and get the heebie-jeebies at the thought of calling one of my representatives to voice my opinion or attending a town hall where everyone is screaming and no one is being heard. But writing down my thoughts on a postcard? That I could do. That I needed to do. So I joined 30 or 35 others that day in filling out as many postcards as we could, to make sure that our representatives knew how we felt on whatever issues were most important to each one of us personally.
Some people made their own postcards, while others were downloaded for free from this very cool website.
We even had entertainment!
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| Purly Gates serenades us with her Affordable Healthcare ditty. |
P.S. Still writing those postcards. It's good to be heard, once you finally find your voice.
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