Let’s hear it for the 19th Amendment
Rented Schoolhouse Rock for Owen last week and they had song in there about the 19th Amendment and suffragists and whatnot. Made me pause, admiring the ponytailed, bell-bottomed cartoon songstress and the way she reminded me to thank my foremothers for the rights I enjoy today.
So I brought Owen with me to the polling place this afternoon, through sleet and rainy ice, to stand in a line four people long and cast my vote for the next president of the United States, as well as for some delegates, whom I chose based merely on whether I liked the tang of their names.
I enjoy my rights, even if I sometimes exercise them irresponsibly. Happy Primary Day, Maryland.
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Tang of their names? Hmm…I usually go with an eny-miny-moe choice. Less brain work when you have no idea anyway.
Here’s to *us* choosing our leaders!
(For the record, I mull over my choices very carefully when it counts. But sometimes I’ve never even known the position existed before I get to the booth. What’s a ‘comptroller’ anyway?)
I really choose based on what names make my son laugh. Obama is hilarious in our house.
supahouse rock!
Dude. Schoolhouse Rock is my life.
Lolly Lolly Post
A couple Halloweens ago, a kid in town dressed up as the bill. It was AWESOME!
Happy Valentine’s Day to you guys!
That Lolly song gets stuck in my head CONSTANTLY.
We own Schoolhouse Rock and regularly get requests for different songs, including “the lady with the star,” otherwise known as “Sufferin’ Until Suffrage.” Love Schoolhouse Rock!