Super-Fat Tuesday...
Super Tuesday and Fat Tuesday coincide. Coincidence, I think not! I am calling today, "Super Fat Tuesday!" How could I resist? This morning I went to our Polling Place to vote for my candidate and other important issues. I took Shayna along because I remember, as a small child, going with my parents to vote. I remember it being super secret, with ugly curtains and old women who followed the rules to a "T." It was almost like walking through a casino as a kid.... don't look, don't touch, don't say a word...
Well, today was different. I let Shayna play with Pluto at my super secret polling booth, and she almost knocked it down. Now, that would've made a better blog entry!
Mark came home at around 5:00 and I made him go and vote! We had Mark's cousin, Melissa, over to babysit so that we could have a night out to try the almost new Vietnamese restaurant down the street. Mark voted... we had Pho...spring rolls... curry chicken... and some sort of pressed garlic chicken. It was a great evening out and I think that we should do that more often - not just on Super-Fat Tuesday!
1 Comments:
Fellow Aquarian, happy birthday for the other day. As someone not terribly versed in the complexities of the American voting system it sure seems, er, complex. I can however relate to your enjoyment of Vietnamese food though. The bit of Sydney we live in has many Vietnamese migrants and therefore many fab takeaways. We're making many culinary discoveries!
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