Lots of bread and comfort food purchased at the farmers market this morning, but I’m sure it’s completely unrelated. (They had stuffing bread. Yes, I now have a loaf of stuffing bread.)

Stopped by the county D’s booth and the phrase “nauseously optimistic” came up yet again – such a perfect phrase for how we’re all feeling. It’s not often I’m happy for the Dodgers to win the World Series, but the last time they did, Trump lost, so, yay Dodgers?

The county GOP booth had a trash can in front of it with a sign that said, “We are not garbage.” Oh, I’m sorry, is it hurtful when people call you names?

We’re still undoing the damage from one Trump term. If he wins again, I will not live long enough to see the additional damage undone. Every male Trump voter needs to be asked “who is going to take care of your children or grandchildren when your wife or daughter is dead from a lack of proper medical care?” Because as far as the R’s are concerned, the only good woman is a dead one.

Unless you are a very rich, white, “Christian” male, nothing about Trump being back in office will bring you (or any of us) any good.

Will a Harris/Walz administration ever be progressive enough for me? Probably not. Will the Democrats continue to drive me up a wall most of the time? Very likely. Do I think Harris & Walz genuinely care about the people in this country and actually want to try to make things a little easier for ALL of us? Absolutely.

I had zero reservations voting for them.

I really hope my fellow white women suck it up and do the same, lying to family if needed. Seriously, act shocked if Harris wins if you have to, but please, please, do not fuck us all – and yourself – over again.

We cannot go back.