So Here's the Weekend

 I was having a wishful thinking moment last night when I was writing my postcards.  I was wishing for my imaginary friend that has shades of Stephen Colbert mixed in to show up and go for a walk on this humid July night.  We would talk and maybe check out the food trucks that were at the Farmer's Market last night.  Maybe they would be ok.  Maybe they wouldn't.  We would be getting out of the house and just talking about how our week went for both of us.

Maybe we would stop at Pick n' Save and get my mom something she asked for.  He would always know how to talk to my mom and he would be someone she's really comfortable around like Charlie.  We would maybe see Charlie mowing the lawn on his usual Friday night task and talk to him.

He might have plans with his kids in the morning so we say our good night with a hug or maybe even something else.  No, I'm not going salacious here.  Get your mind out of the gutter.  Maybe we'd see each other the next night or a Sunday.  We'd leave the night feeling a little less alone and feeling like there's someone there that just might get them.  Understand them.  And sees them as just enough.  Never too much.

My mom was going down negative road with Trump as she does.  I said do you really expect justice with the Epstein thing?  I'm doubtful but you know, I really like that people won't stop talking about it. I want them to keep talking about it.  I want his voters to be reminded that they voted for someone who committed sexual assault.  I read one person said that they would destroy their cardboard cutout of Bill Clinton, their hats with his name on it and other merchandise if he's on the list and said I don't have any of that because I'm not in a cult!  Do I think Clinton might be guilty too of sexual assault?  Possibly and I hope not.  You know, I'll destroy my cardboard cutout of Clinton too. I don't have one but you get the point.  

I am a little worried about the governor's race for our state next year.  I saw that Scott Walker may run.  No, we don't need Temu Trump.  We're good.  You had 8 years and you screwed up our state.  Go away.  Someone online mentioned that hopefully our last two Supreme Court elections are an indicator of how people will vote.  I hope so.  I'm happy that Sara Rodriguez and David Crowley have already said that they will. I have no preference for anyone other than I want someone who will beat the Republican challenger next November.  I'll be there for the primary and definitely for the election next year.  

I have to mail something for my cousin.  My mom put together a little care package because my cousin is worried about her benefits being cut.  I have been pushing my mom to tell her to ask her brother for help.  She is without transportation and if she needs to do in person, he can help.  His wife has maybe 4 different types of cancer right now and he just retired.  I don't think he would have a problem taking his only sibling for a couple of appointments.  These are scary times right now for all of us and pride be damned.  We got to do what we have to do for survival.  I don't know about my mom getting her Medicare premium paid and if that will go away in 2 years.  That will be $180 less out of her social security check.

It's only been six months and this whole administration makes me tired.  People like me are the ones that get hurt it seems.

I've said this a million times over. I didn't expect rainbows and unicorns if Kamala won.  I don't think my anxiety would be at Defcon 500.

I hope the good humans have a good day.