Poor Teppy! May flights of angels sing Slinky to her rest.
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I'm so sorry, Steph.
Oh Steph, I'm so sorry. You can only do what you think is best.
I swear to god, I went to dinner, and now Gorka has resigned and the idiot-in-chief pardoned Arpaio.
I'm sorry, Steph. It's been a hard run for you guys.
See what happens when you eat dinner, Dana?
True story, though: when the afternoon girl came in today, she was telling me a story and mentioned she had been watching CNN, and my face must have fallen because she said, "Don't worry! Nothing happened!" (She is a Buffista in spirit all the way, funny and smart and just 21, but a Harry Potter geek who loves to read and is goes on screeds about Trump that would make you proud.)
AND the hurricane's up to a category 4. I can never leave the house again.
A Texas friend was posting about it -- she was crying because another friend sent her a box of Whoopie pies for survival reasons.
Normally there would be nothing on the news except a CAT 4 hurricane, but yet another day where Trump just has to monopolize the news cycle.
Teppy, I am so sorry. Peace and comfort wishes for you and Tim.
I'm so sorry Steph. I know how hard it is to make that decision.
Ugh, I hope my coastal Texas family has evacuated, but I don't actually know any of them, so.