This is only the second year we have had early voting in General Elections in the state of Maryland and I was motivated to stand in line and cast my ballot on the very first day which was Saturday, October 27. My reason was two fold. First and foremost, I wanted to stand in solidarity with my bother's and sister's across the country who were having to fight to not only have their early voting days lessened, but in some cases eliminated all together. And those reasons were beyond reprehensible and cannot be allowed to stand.
However, i am by nature a procrastinator and although I still would have chosen one of the other early voting days if I'd not made it on Saturday, Hurricaine Sandy overrode my procrastination in a big way!!!!
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To all of my fellow Maryland Kossacks, while commenting on a diary regarding the impending Frankenstorm I mentioned that I was going to cast my ballot tomorrow and Green Mother suggested I diary the information so we can GOTEV as much as possible before we get slammed. So here we go!
Early voting centers (NOT your Election Day Polling Place) are open on the following days:
October 27th, 29th, 30th, 31st and November 1st from 10:00 am to 8:00 pm and on Sunday October 28th from 12:00pm to 6:00 pm
To find the nearest Early Voting Center in your area here is a link to the Maryland Board of Elections Website:
Let's do this Maryland!!
And please everyone, be careful and stay safe during our newest freak weather event!!
To understand Lilly and I, the first thing you must know is that although I did not phyically give birth to her, she might as well have been my child. Not in an ownerhip sense, but in that sense that knows when her child is in danger, or happy or is in bit of a funk. I was also the person that Lilly could come to with anything. Just to talk or to ask questions she couldn't ask anyone else. She always knew that if I felt that she was putting herself or her friends at risk, that I would speak out and on occasion, I did.
But this Lilly, who moved into my home and brought with her that thing named Blair. That was not my Lilly. We'd always had house rules, they had never posed a problem. Adding a few new ones for Blair was easy enough. Since he lived about an hour and a half away, he could sleep on my couch when he came to visit. Not my upstairs spare room. Since my niece was now 18 & he 21, he was not to supply her with alcohol. And the most important rule of all was that both of them were going to respect me and my home and not have sex in my home at all.
One night, I came home early, Blair's truck was parked in my front yard! And Lilly was at home, not at work where she was supposed to be. Upon entering my kitchen, they had made milkshakes and god knows what other concontions but my kitchen was a disater and the two lovebirds were under the influence of more than one intoxicant. I basically sent them both to bed to sleep it off and stayed up all night trying to dedicide what the hell to do. If you're still so inclined please follow me below the orange Satan sqiggle