It's been a week. My birthday coincided with Election Day '08 this year and at the ripe old age of 55 I can still say that birthdays are wonderful, but, what an election! We were supposed to go over to Mom and Bill's last night for pizza, birthday cake, and election returns. She called with a horrible cold so Jerry and I stayed home by the fire, ate Chinese take-out, and drank Kikkoman's plum wine (not recommended). We'd gotten up a half hour early to get to the polls and vote before work. I was voter numero uno in Wetmore (!) and the first to find out that the machine that reads the ballots was not working properly. It totally ate up my first paper ballot with <chunk > <chunk> <chunk> noises. Then I made a mistake on my second paper ballot by marking a "yes" rather than a "no" on a rather important Amendment proposal. When I informed Carol, the election official, of the need for another ballot she handed me one with the stern admonishment that "this is your third ballot". I decided to go with the electronic machine for my third and last chance at voting in this historic election. Now, Wetmore, Colorado is a really small little piece of Americana
and quite conservative by any measure. Our Obama campaign sign in the front pasture was defaced one night with red hammer and sickle stickers which gave us a giggle. I mean, come on folks! Communism? Jeesch! Jerry thought the stickers were easier to swallow than a burning cross.
I just hope - and pray - that we can all work together in the next four years to Make a Difference.