Civic Duty

As I type this it is raining. It has been so long since I actually heard rain falling on the roof. In this area of Texas, we need it badly.  When we were headed north on 277 on our way to San Angelo the other day, I was sadden to see an almost dry lake bed in the area where fellow blogger OFM Barney used to fish.

In Val Verde County we have two hotly contested run-off elections and since my leg was not bothering me too badly, decided to drive down to the County Courthouse and cast an early vote.

There were two other primary run-off elections statewide and lord and behold could not believe Kinky Friedman garnered enough votes for a run off !  OK...I hate to talk about politics especially in a blog...but I just had to mention that.

Dizzy Dick commented that Kinky took in and fed animals. You all know how I feel about abandoned, abused and underfed animals.  If you care to read about his rescue organization here is a link http://utopiarescue.com/

It was hot and humid (yes, it gets humid in the desert sometimes) it got to 91 degrees today 32.7 Celsius.  Stopped at the new Stripes to see if the coffee smoothie machine had been fixed and it had.

Went to buy a couple of items at HEB and as I was placing them in my car I heard a man's voice from behind saying " you are Belinda, right?"  I did not recognize the voice and for a split second thought it might be someone that recognized dad's car from the blog postings...and here I did not have a lick of make-up on :-(

Lucky for me, it was only a friend of mother's!  The gasoline gas cards are back again at HEB, I believe they are giving an .11 cent discount whereas Stripes gives you .03 cents off.  I really hate having to buy these cards but if I can save .11 cents per gallon it might be worth it with all these out-of-town trips we are going to be taking.

Good night.  May you all have Terlingua Dreams.

Election Day

I usually do early voting to avoid crowds and to get it out of the way.  However, since I wasn't feeling up to par last week...I did not make the trip to the County Courthouse to take advantage of it.  Unlike Harris County (Houston) there really are no long lines in Del Rio plus the voting place is closer to mom's house. Just one of the pluses of living in a small town.

Being the procrastinator that I am, I waited until the last minute to research the local candidates. My gosh I never imagined all the goings on behind the scenes.  One candidate and his son getting into a physical confrontation with another candidate at a local bar.  Another candidate stealing the campaign signs of yet another contender.  All this going on in Del Rio...isn't the internet wonderful?

On my way back home, I was going to stop at the laundromat.  There were more people washing clothes than voting!  Since I do not do crowds...the clothes will have wait for another opportunity.

I don't know if Frann still reads me but I thought of her today when I saw Kinky Friedman on the ballot. Who knew he was running for Texas Agricultural Commissioner?  OK, enough about politics!

Good night.  May you all have Terlingua Dreams.