In Kris’ campaign trail, I’ve just remained in the background — doing some executive and administrative matters in the HQ and helping out the nephews and the nieces handle the volunteers and campaign paraphernalia.  Sometimes, I’d tag along Kris for moral support and as a goffer (go-for-this-and-that).  Since being along him entails some running and enduring the horrific heat of the sun, I usually dress in casuals, even wearing sneakers to run easily if need be. 

Last night, we attended a town fiesta, several miles of un-cemented/asphalted roads and two rivers away from the city proper.  As usual, there were dancing and the grand march (as mentioned in one of Kris’ blog) before he was introduced as the guest speaker.  Unfortunately, the topic was kinda hard and about women, that near the end, Kris seemed to have run out of words that he included me in his enumeration of women now having careers separate from those of their partners’. 

Next thing I know, the emcee was recognizing me in the audience, and asked me to accompany Kris in crowning the hailed queen majesty of the town. 

OMG!  Onto the stage, in front of many people in my jeans, shirt, and sneakers — worn the entire grueling day! Kakahiya, ang dugyot ko eh J!

Lesson from the experience, try to look fab despite the sweat, the sweltering heat, and the exhaustion.  Shucks, wala pa naman akong ganung super powers …L