Election fraud comes to Seagull Fountain

I told Tom someone must have heard that I planned to vote FOR the swimming pool General Obligation Bond, so they took my name off the rolls. I was pretty skeeved. I voted in that very same room (at Callie’s school) two years ago, so I know I’m registered to vote here. Maybe Brother X heard my loud thoughts in Sunday School this week? My mental assertion that actually, now IS the time for government to go into debt for recreational opportunities? (Okay, so I don’t know that Brother X is responsible for the Now Is Not the Time pamphlets, but I know he was thinking it.)

There goes my teary-eyed bi-annual lesson on patriotic duty and democratic gratitude, replaced with dire Tammany Hall pronouncements and grumbling that the nineteenth amendment doesn’t do a disenfranchised woman much good. Maybe we have some more basics to cover anyway. This morning when I told the girls I was voting for the swimming pool, Callie said she thought I should vote for one of those trampolines with the bungee cords on the sides, like they have at the mall . . .