A lot of changes always happen in August.
The sun sets earlier, here at the bay we occasionally hit 65 degrees at night. Sure, the television is inundated with sneaker, pen and other back to school commercials.
To return to the shore, though: the slight change in temperature, and the last of the vacationers packing up to go, are all welcome to me. I won’t enjoy getting up early again, but a new school year is always a challenge, be it for a student or teacher.
I have been savoring my time with the fur girls. The realization that today is August 1 makes me appreciate every second I am home with them.
Time marches on.
One of the things that I always enjoyed in the Superbowl were the commercials. I mean, being from Philadelphia, I only remember my Eagles going once to the Superbowl, so basically I had no true root for any other team.
I read and then watched the one commercial that was making the rounds through Social Media this year: it was the commercial about “pizza delivery”.
The premise is the woman on the phone with 911 is making that she is calling for pizza, when in reality she is calling #911 trying to get help: obviously she is in an abusive domestic situation.
Superbowl is a few years younger than I am,yet when I saw this commercial, I thought how many women lost their lives to domestic abuse during the span of the Superbowl existence.How many women are still in an abusive domestic situation.Would this commercial help someone? I hope so.In light on the NFL players going through certain domestic issues this past season,I assume this is their way of trying to put another band-aid on the situation that came to light.
Whatever the case is,I am hoping that this commercial will get some folks to escape their situation and be brave.Here’s hoping they live to leave in one piece!