• 4 Posts
  • 4.12K Comments
Joined 2 years ago
cake
Cake day: July 12th, 2023

help-circle











  • In California we’re all mailed paper ballots, which we can return by mail (no stamp needed) or designated ballot box, or in person at a polling place up to closing time on Voting Day. My ballot (in a westside Los Angeles district) had 37 items, (on about 7 pages iirc) some of which were yes/no on propositions, others of which had a choice between 2 to 15 candidates for various offices. From school board to US President. It was very clear, just needed a black pen to fill the circles, and I could have gotten it in a dozen different languages. It’s also accessible for my quadriplegic husband, who can’t get to a polling place. But it took time and thought. It wasn’t like the pictures I’ve seen of French ballots which were just a single name on a sheet of paper, take the one from the stack of your choice, I guess? So counting them takes more time. Plus counting ballots that were mailed and postmarked by the deadline, those are allowed 2 weeks to arrive.

    *(A couple of edits to clarify details)



  • We got a new cat a week after our very old one died because the apartment was so achingly empty without her. She’d basically raised our kids and was perfect in every way. She was ill for long enough at the end for us to take time telling her that, and grieve while caring for her and loving on her and waiting until the first available time for the home vet to come so she wouldn’t have to go anywhere. And whisper it again into her fur as she took her last breath.

    Afterward we looked around at all the things we had to make her comfortable and realized that while no one could ever replace her, there were other old cats sitting in shelter cages who needed love too.

    We went to the city shelter and wound up with a cat who is disabled, can’t jump and needed all her teeth extracted. So we paid for that, and brought her home.

    Soon after, we somehow also ended up with a feisty stray kitten.

    Miss Perfection’s ashes are on a shelf, and I tear up when they catch my eye, but the misfits give us an outlet for all the love she taught us.