Cindy, msbelle, thanks for the calling and canvassing. I am so worn out over the past three election cycles that I am not sure I can handle it. I was a volunteer organizer in 2016 and, after spending 30 hours a week in the campaign office, the results gutted me. (I mean, they gutted us all, but I am not ready for phone banking and canvassing again quite yet.)

Except now we have a local candidate challenging the GOP state senator who won after some gerrymandering twisted the district enough to take a 35 year democrat-held seat with a University into a republican seat during the Scott Walker years. Gah. I at least made a donation to his campaign.

My goal was to survive the Trump years on wine and sheet cake. Well, dammit, I have the diabetes now, so we pretty much need this election.

Oh, great. Now I can't even watch Steel Magnolias and say, "at least I don't have diabetes."

Long time no see pixels, Cashmere. Sending hugs.

Wish you all the 'ma, Cash.

All the -ma in the world, Cashmere.

Sorry to beep and run. I know I've been AWOL for a long time but I'm weaning myself off of FB and Twitter is a trash fire of a different sort.

The incident last night involved my brother who suffers from paranoid schizophrenia and my frail, elderly father. There was a shooting. BOTH of them are alright but in the hospital with non-life threatening injuries. My brother is off his meds and Dad is 80 years old with some cracked ribs, a swollen eye, possibly a broken foot and who knows what else after my brother attacked him.

This just fucking sucks. Mental illness sucks. Guns suck. Everything sucks.

Holy hell, Cash. I'm so sorry.

Oh god, that sounds terrible for everyone. I'm sorry.

Oh god, Cash, I'm so sorry. Sending all kinds of ~ma to all of you.

Oh Cashmere, all the love and ~ma in the world for you and yours. It does indeed all suck.

I didn't have any trouble pronouncing Boot!edge!edge, but never could spell it. He made a good decision and will no doubt be a voice heard in the future. Hopefully not as VP!