Tis The Season

For lunch today, we sat at the dining room table because grandma was canning some kind of fruit or vegetable and was using the kitchen table.  Everyone sat at the table this time, except for the kids, which was different. Levon, the host dad, immediately moved seats so he could watch the rest of Transformers on television. (He is so funny. He has the soul of a kid, which is great for me.) And Hagar, his wife sat next to him. She usually has a tired worn out look about her. Which is understandable, she has had a sick kid for almost as long as I’ve been here, and work, night classes AND is very active politically. She is of Russian descent, which might be stereotypical of me to say, but she can get VERY loud and aggressive. I wouldn’t want to cross her. She was in a particularly good mood at lunch however, and was telling everyone the latest in the world of elections. Elections are tomorrow.  At one point, she had everyone crying with laughter and she asked Levon to translate to me. He tells me, “Hagar says tomorrow is Election Day… and it’s going to be a hot mess (she didn’t really say, ‘hot mess’, but that’s what I got out of the translation).”  So they want me to witness this debacle first hand. Which I’m sure all will be fine.

Hagar is VERY involved in the political scene. I don’t know if she has political aspirations, but she is definitely a community activist. She is fielding cell phone calls, home phone calls, people walking in and driving up to coordinate with her. Today seemed like Grand Central station around here. And what’s funny is the rest of the family goes on with their normal routine. Grandma is canning and drying vegetables and fruit. Grandpa was prepping the wine-making vessel. The kids and Levon were answering phones and taking messages for Hagar in between watching Transformers II.

Tonight there not only was a movie on television about how the election process will work tomorrow, but EVERY commercial was a campaign advertisement. There are parades and rallies all over the country. Just last week there was a physical altercation between the two leading campaign’s supporters. This is a serious election with serious ramifications. Some people are even throwing the ‘revolution’ word around.

And if you know me, I LOVE elections!

In watching the movie, I got more of a high school student council (which was my pride and joy for the last decade) feel in the way things were set up and organized. Like one guy checking Identification another in charge of ballot dispensation and spraying the thumb to prohibit multiple votes. The booth, an envelope to put it in, and then the secure glass box to shove it in. But I’ll be sure to go to the polls tomorrow for a first hand look.



“She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

Already knows, she’s seen her bad times
Already knows, these are the good times
She’ll never sell out, she never will
Not for a dollar bill
She works haaaaard”

She Works Hard For The Money, Donna Summer


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