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Nov. 6th, 2012

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I reported to the polling location at 5:50 this morning. I was about 10th in line, I guess. It was cold, clear, and the camaraderie at the polls is always nice. Even though I play that game where I’m quietly assessing folks to see if I know who they might be voting for…

We got up to the polling machines and everything went wrong. There were two referendums on the ballot in our area and the referendums were not showing on the electronic ballot. Everything came to a screeching halt as the line grew and grew and angry voters in line ahead of me that cast their votes already were irate that the referendums didn’t appear on the electronic ballot. They were pretty much told, “Sorry about that. You’re out of luck!” and the rest of us were given a choice: Paper ballots counted later or electronic ballots and your vote is counted immediately but you waive the right to vote on the referendums.

Ugh. I know there will be a stink about it. There was one lady who was so irate that she was refusing to leave the polling location and she stood by the door informing everyone that was coming in about the paper ballots/electronic ballot issue.

I am more concerned about the presidential vote than the referendums, so I voted electronically. What a mess, though. I hope they have it fixed before Nicole goes to vote! The referendums include one about due process with imminent domain – so I would have wanted to really weigh in on that… but alas. I did (most) of my civic duty. I hope there isn’t any drama that prevents my polling location from reporting due to this issue.


I am awash lately with little gratitudes that keep the days moving warmly and brightly. Last night was particularly rough with our little men as they embrace this time change. Also? Brenner’s sweet tooth is going to be the death of us. He points to the cabinets where his sweet and yummy rice cakes and his tasty things are and he cries and wails and carries on. He refuses to eat dinner and points and points. Le sigh. Mommas have to stick to their guns. I let him cry in the kitchen for 20 minutes, inconsolable, while he waited to eat his yummy, healthy dinner. Making him wait for what he is supposed to eat while he is melting down is hard! And he won’t let me comfort him because his is MAD. That little man is FULL of fire.

But also hugs. I got the best hugs from his yesterday. Throwing his arms around my neck and clinging. And Brooks? He just melts into you when you hold him. He is so so so snuggly and sweet. All of those snuggles, hugs, kisses and sweet moments make the dinner tantrums and toy confrontations much better, for sure!

Life is good.

Tonight: I am going to read and read and read and NOT watch returns. I can’t handle the stress of watching my fellow Americans make their choices. So I wake up the next day with a new President. That’s how I roll. So, enjoy your Returns Night, folks. I am going to be OFF the grid!

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