I had bad news today, I’ll tell you in the morning, in the meantime, drinking some tequila and giving you links.
There were some tabs! They were good tabs.
They included this happy paragraph, which I will copy-paste here:
Meanwhile, we’ve partnered up with Martie, which has great deals on overstock and salvage pantry items you like (in addition to great snacks for the girls’ lunches, a bunch of flavored vinegars because I am a fancy lady, upscale tuna — your new a capella jazz band name — and household items, I just bought Bonne Maman jams for several bucks off in each flavor) that also would end up in a landfill. They say they’ve saved five million pounds from the landfill already, although I’m not sure they take into account tare weights on the packaging. But I also like saving money. While I was shopping, I googled prices on each item, and I absolutely saved eightyish bucks on each order so far. This is a sort of ad-like object, as we will get a commission if you order. But I really like it and I bet you will too.
Now you have read that paragraph twice!
I bet it is true.
I would have stroked out.
Can’t scare me.
Somebody in the comments got mad about this story, which I think is on them.
And now I’m mad at Texas women. REALLY, Texas women???
That is mean.
If you are mad because people shouldn’t care about the aid workers if they didn’t care enough about the Palestinians, I don’t know what to tell you.
Here’s a thing, I didn’t watch it, was it good?
All the best people are fleeing to Russia.
Yay something great and I don’t want to die.
Back to our friends at Martie, with whom we are partnering! Where’d that button go, not afraid to be servicey, it is right here.
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Bad news is bad. Sorry :(
Best thoughts to you regarding whatever your bad news is.