Super Tuesday and Anniversaries

It was 65 degrees this morning when Darin and I got up to vote at 7:00. So after we got home, we told the girls they could go play in the creek. It's been raining quite a bit, and the creek was full. It's also Mardi Gras, so it seemed appropriate to give the girls a short break from school.

Darin and I both had a time with the voting machines today. There are only two machines at our precinct, so if we are both having trouble, we can even create a line. (OK, only a line of 1 at 7:20 this morning.) Darin was trying to vote before he had reviewed everything, and his machine started beeping at him. While I was reviewing my vote, I was trying to count everyone, and I accidentally touched the screen, so it sent me back to somewhere so I could change things, and then I had to review it again. The ladies were impressed with how much fun I was having. But what are you going to do? If you make a mistake, you might as well just laugh. Cussing at the machines won't help, and I bet it would upset all those nice old ladies who are volunteering.

I'm happy that we got to go together to vote. After meeting Darin because of the Iowa caucuses, it seems like a romantic thing to do.

That reminded me that this Valentine's Day will be a big anniversary for us --- 20 years since the day we met. Well, it was the day we were introduced. I remember where we were and even what *he* was wearing (not something impressive or flattering). He shook my hand that day, but he didn’t speak to me. The first time he spoke to me was at a college Bible study the next Friday, February 19th, which happened to be my Grandma’s birthday. On that day, he said “Hello,” and he was wearing shorts (in Iowa in February), but I was much more impressed with his looks that day, though it still certainly wasn’t love at first sight for either of us. (It took him until June to actually say anything more than "hello" to me.)

There are birthdays and other anniversaries coming up (including the three year anniversary of my leaving my good government job, and the two year anniversary of my broken leg in Luxembourg). It will be an interesting few weeks.

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