Please note:  this is so totally not quilt related, but my day has been wrapped up in election stuff today and I feel the need to share. 

Where else in this great nation can a citizen get to vote twice in the same election?  Well, legally, that is…  God, I love Texas!

I spent the evening at my precinct caucus.  Holy cow — MASS CHAOS!  No one understood the process.  The poor folks who were the election judges were overwhelmed by all the people and they couldn’t talk over everyone.  I yelled “HEY!” and it got quiet.  So, um, I got to help people sign in.  And then I got to help count votes.  And I got to help organize the delegates.  Oh, and I’m going to be a delegate from my precinct to the County convention.  I am, for lack of a better word, STOKED!

During the counting process, we were very careful to count the entries 3 times, to be sure.  And while we were talking, someone made the comment that it’s nice that we’re all able to be civil and pleasant, because come November, we’re all going to be together.

My favorite story of the night: I helped get the residents of the retirement center signed in first so they could leave.  One woman came up to me and said “I’m 95 and I remember when women couldn’t even vote.  And now, I’m voting for one.  I’m proudly putting my name for Clinton and I don’t care who knows it!”  I teared up.  I asked her if I could give her a hug.  She was sweet enough to let me.  And then she told me how good made her feel to see a young woman helping out with the election.  I really have no sense of how it must feel for her.  I hope that we women have a sense of just how important this election is for our history.  I realized tonight that we may be taking it for granted.