Election Day, Level One
We have a system we use where my husband marks up my sample ballot for me, showing me how he wants me to vote. I appreciate this, since some of the initiatives are confusing, and he is very knowledgeable about all that political stuff. I don't necessarily vote the way he does all the time, but lately I found out that he thinks I do. After the recall election, when he found out I had voted for Arnold (winning for a change felt mighty good, I must say) he was really surprised that I had not voted the way he expected me to. It was very funny. Now when he marks up the ballot, he tells me it is only a suggestion, having found out I am more of a cypher than he thought.
Today was gorgeous beyond belief. Sunny and springy with blossoms all around. I was wearing my brown shirt today. I made a bunch of outfits out of this crepey fabric that some people think is silk, but goes right in the washer and dryer. I wear them a lot to work, and they have always been comfortable. I took one of the shirts to Texas when we went out there last fall, and I didn't last one day in that weather but felt steamy and totally uncomfortable. So I guess that fabric only works in California weather. Next time I go out to Texas, I am wearing only cotton and linen, and surprisingly, rayon crepe, which was very comfortable. Humidity is not something a Californian gets used to easily.
Today I woke up from a nightmare about staying in a hotel with the family, and on coming back from an outing, found that the maids had thrown all our stuff in a big heap in the middle of the room, and my purse was missing. In real life, I went to work, voted on my lunch hour, came home, made some appointments on the phone, then went to Food4Less, then home to cook pozole, now typing on computer. Not a scintillating day, but good.