August - It's not so bad

 August seems like such a hot and gross month.  I kind of like August.

I think we have more ugly weather in July but even if it does 100, it's ok.  It's like the ending of summer is starting to turn.  Things start to change, you see things going up for the fall, or Halloween candy in the stores.  No, I didn't buy 10 bags of it and eat them all.  Tempting, but no.  Just kind of nice to see a change in some things.

We do see the temperatures start to dip and tease us.  This weekend was ok to wear a sweatshirt until I walked back up the hill and was reminded that it's still humid.  Yep.  August can be gross. I can live with that.

My mom and I did a news detox on Thursday.  She was overwhelmed by Tim Michels winning the primary.  We get money each month thanks to her EBT card.  I was paying for groceries and I still can if that extra money goes away.  It's given my mom a sense of pride to be able to buy more groceries.  It makes her feel good.  She hates it when I pay for stuff.  She felt absolutely scared about November.  I totally get it.  I do too.  On Thursday I played a channel with cat and dog videos and then turned it over to reruns of Friends.

I want to stay informed but I get scared too.  I used to love watching election night even if the result didn't turn out so great.  Now I get scared. I went to bed crying when it looked like Trump was going to win again. I thought how are we going to survive?  What is he going to do to people like us?

I tried to find news that cheered my mom up, like Beto O'Rourke using mother effer at a heckler.  Who doesn't love to see a video like that?  I didn't tell her the polls still favored Greg Abbott.  Gross.  By evening, we did decide to turn on Anderson Cooper and got surprised.  Maybe not in a great way, but maybe in a way that Donald Trump will never run for office again.  

I turned into a total baby when Joe Biden won.  I cried my heart out of relief that the kid who stuttered won.  I think of the moments that made me love Joe.  How he hugged the kid with Kawasaki syndrome when he met with the families from the Parkland shooting.  How he helped that young boy who spoke at the convention with his stutter.  His heartfelt letter to Channel Miller, the young woman who was assaulted by Brock Turner. He's got a good heart.  He's made mistakes.  He's not perfect.  He's a decent person.  And decency should triumph over bullies.  

It's my hope that we will see the decent prevail in November.  I hated voting in the primary.  I liked both candidates and I'm excited to see Mandela Barnes win.  He's going to be our next senator for Wisconsin and bad ass Tony Evers will still be our governor along with Sara Rodriguez as our next lieutenant governor.

I mailed some postcards today for Activate America.  It's on behalf of Senator Raphael Warnock's campaign..  How can anyone not vote for him?  It still angers me that he got arrested for protesting quietly when they tried to overturn Obamacare.  I am listening to his story on Audible now.  

For some reason, I feel a little hopeful about August. I hope that feelings lasts.  

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