#Cleaner Recipes

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Eco-Friendly Homemade Cleaner Instructions

Eco-Friendly Homemade Cleaner Instructions - #HomemadeCleaner #EcoFriendly #DIYCleaning #AllPurposeCleaner #NaturalCleaning #GreenLiving #SustainableCleaning #HouseholdTips #CleanHome #NonToxic #EcoFriendlyProducts #CleanerRecipes #CleaningHacks #OrganicC

Homemade All-Purpose Cleaner Creating your own all-purpose cleaner at home is not only economical but also allows you to control the ingredients you’re using. This homemade cleaner is effective for a variety of surfaces and is gentle on the environment. Ingredients Water: The primary base for the cleaner, helping to dilute the other ingredients. Rubbing Alcohol: Effective for disinfecting…

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I went thru one of those self-serve car washes this morning and I wondered if Leon would get a panic attack in one.

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Biggest Nonbinary Sigh

So as a triangle should I go for the square or circular door??

[jimmystrudel]

I hate remembering that when I have a baby I'll need to feed them gluten until proven they have an issue, otherwise they will develop an intolerance

[millidew]

i have so many p4 (mostly souyo i’m ngl) aus i want to share but none of the art is polished enough……

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The Best (and easiest) Homemade Window Cleaner Recipe!

Sharing is caring! Using a homemade glass cleaner to clean windows and mirrors is a safe and cheap way to get streak-free windows and mirrors. With all natural ingredients, making a diy window cleaner is safe and harmless to little ones. This simple recipe contains simple ingredients and can be made in minutes and used on other surfaces than just glass. Plus, you’ll save so much money! Whether…

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The Ultimate Guide to Professional Oven Cleaning in Caboolture

Keeping your oven clean is essential not only for maintaining its efficiency but also for ensuring the quality of your meals. Over time, grease, grime, and food residue can build up, leading to unpleasant odors and potential health hazards. If you are looking for expert Oven Cleaning Caboolture services, this guide will help you understand the importance of a clean oven and why hiring…

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Natural Disinfectant Spray Recipe - Natural Remedies - Daily Health Tips...

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https://www.party.biz/blogs/66920/361573/5-homemade-cleaners-to-freshen-up-your-home

This blog post provides recipes for five homemade cleaning solutions to help you save money and maintain a clean home using common household ingredients. The suggested cleaners include an all-purpose cleaning solution with vinegar and citrus peels, a streak-free glass cleaner using rubbing alcohol, a vinegar-based mopping solution, effective homemade toilet cleaners using denture pills or cola, and a refrigerator cleaner with saltwater and baking soda. These DIY cleaning methods are budget-friendly, eco-friendly, and easy to make, offering a great alternative to commercial cleaning products.

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How to Make Chemical-free Bio-enzymes at Home With Kitchen Waste? Easy Steps

In the quest for sustainability and eco-friendly practices, individuals are increasingly turning towards natural solutions for everyday needs. One such solution gaining popularity is the production of Bio enzyme using citrus peels. This simple yet effective process not only reduces waste, but also yields a versatile cleaning agent and fertilizer. Understanding Bioenzyme: Bioenzyme, also known…

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Allie's Homemade Jewelry Cleaner Utilizing common household items like salt, baking soda, and aluminum foil, this homemade cleaner will revive tarnished sterling silver jewelry.

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Allie's Homemade Jewelry Cleaner Bring tarnished sterling silver jewelry back to life with this homemade cleaner made with basics like salt, baking soda, and aluminum foil. 1 tablespoon baking soda, 1 cup water, 1 sheet aluminum foil, 1 tablespoon dish detergent, 1 tablespoon salt

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Recipe for Cottage Cheese Souffle This baked dish, which features cottage cheese, Cheddar cheese, and bacon, can be customized with your preferred meats, vegetables, or leftovers. 6.5 tablespoons whole wheat flour, 1 teaspoon baking powder, 1/2 teaspoon minced garlic or to taste, 5 slices bacon finely diced, 4 eggs, 1 package shredded Cheddar cheese, 1 pinch ground nutmeg or to taste, 2.25 cups cottage cheese, 1 pinch crushed red pepper flakes or to taste, 1 pinch salt to taste

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Honestly I recommend everyone learn just a littttle bit of CSS because it really is powerful and just makes bits and pieces of your internet experience more convenient.

Right now I'm cataloguing recipes I've really enjoyed, just trying to get them all in one place. Many of these are instagram recipes and, because I don't trust link rot (aka the possibility that the instagram link goes dead one day), I'm including a screenshot of the recipe along with the link.

But instagram on desktop... looks like this

(Link, for credit. It's a good recipe)

I obviously could just copy-paste the recipe out of there. But a screenshot would be cleaner for how I'm cataloguing these.

And as-is, I'd have to scroll the whole height of that small right-side window about 4 times to fit it all.

But actually... I can just resize that div holding that whole right-side content

Basically I

hit f12 to open the dev tools

clicked the element finder

clicked on an element inside the recipe side

followed it up the tree until I found the element holding the whole recipe side (do this by hovering the div in the dev tools panel way on the right, then hovering upward and up until I find the element which is the highest up that still only contains the recipe-side content)

in the element.style part, set "width: 1000px" and "height: 1500px"

(I notice the width seems to still be less than 1000px, even though it got bigger)

likely suggests there's an element above it with a max-width set

go up the tree higher until I find the element with the max-width and uncheck that style

screenshot ready

Maybe that sounded complicated but it took me probably 20-30 seconds

And this isn't just about screenshotting recipes like.

website with an annoying gif? select gif, delete gif

do you want a clean screenshot of a digital receipt for record-keeping without a large company banner or irrelevant information? delete unnecessary elements, adjust widths, screenshot

SOMETIMES, you can bypass paywalls if they're relying on something like overflow: hidden, or an overlay in the way, or some JS that runs (you can disable JS in the dev tools)

lost the jpg/png file you used for your profile picture and size doesn't totally matter? grab it from the img src while logged in. (you might even be able to find it in a bigger size by changing the url query parameters)

color contrast on an article really bad? find and change background color. find and change font color

want to make a funny fake screenshot without learning photoshop? just edit the page content in the dev tools

This isn't about like being good enough to write scripts or browser extensions. Really if you just have some basic HTML/CSS understanding a hat worth of tricks, you can make so many little adjustments in your favor.

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Spec fic, possible spoilers ahead! MCD warning.

(Fully ignoring anything that could be happening between now and the latest bts leaks)

ring out the bells again

He hasn't been to one of these in a while.

He feels out of place, here in this space meant for family, this space occupied by members of the 118, members of Bobby's family. He shouldn't be here, except -

Except when Eddie had shown up at his door, he hadn't given him much of a choice - brushed past him with his lips sucked behind his teeth and a disapproving brow, beelining it for Tommy's bedroom like he had any goddamn right -

He'd had to dig for Tommy's dress uniform.

Departmental funerals were mandatory for firefighters on duty, but Tommy wasn't, and he'd assumed he wouldn't be wanted. Given... everything.

But there Eddie had been, presenting Tommy with the plastic bag he'd collected from the dry cleaners with red cheeks and his chin tipped defiantly because Evan hadn't fully let him get it off, the last time he'd worn it.

And there Eddie had been, shoving him wordlessly towards his own damn bathroom.

("You have fifteen minutes. Do not spend them pretending you're vain enough to make us late, I will kneecap you."

"I don't really think it's appropriate for me to -."

"Stop thinking, Tommy. You're bad at it."

Which Tommy assumed meant he'd heard at least some of the things that had been said the morning he'd dropped half a paycheck on eggs at the corner store.)

Gerrard, thank fuck, has disappeared into the thinning crowd. He hasn't seen Hen in an hour, at least, or Officer Grant.

Her kids had given him strained smiles as they lined up for the procession, and nothing else. Not that he blamed them. He's spent over a year now idly jealous of how close Nash knit his team together - he can only imagine he'd done the same with the family he'd found out here.

Eddie's been giving him a death glare/encouraging head tilt combo for the last twenty minutes, and Tommy -

Things are winding down. The 118 is scattered. And Evan has been in the kitchen staring blankly at the small box Athena had handed him for at least half an hour.

"Hey," he says softly, and Evan blinks blearily up at him. Tries for a smile that immediately fails. There are note cards scattered all over the counter next to the sink, filled with blocky, crisp handwriting Tommy only recognizes because he'd stared at the note attached to his transfer papers for days, dazed and overwhelmed by the things Bobby had written there, like he was proud of Tommy.

Recipe cards, he recognizes, and feels like he might implode under the pressure behind his ears.

Evan's gaze returns to the note cards. He looks overwhelmed, confused, shoulders hunched and eyes swollen - he'd nicked his chin shaving this morning, and Tommy feels his hand flit toward the mark before he can think better of it.

"I think people are heading out," he says, and doesn't really know why. Evan was like a son to Bobby. No doubt he's welcome here long after everyone else trickles out.

Evan just nods, though - seems confused when he encounters the resistance of Tommy's fingers below his chin. Tommy takes half a step back, fingers retreating, and they just - stare at one another.

Eddie gives a hacking cough from the next room and Tommy feels color rise in his cheeks. Tommy is here for a reason, according to Eddie.

"Want some company?" he asks, and Evan's gaze slides across his face, fingers toying with the end of a note card.

"Are you gonna stay?"

And Tommy deserves that. Tommy absolutely deserves that, even if they'd both said and done some shitty things. "As long as you need," he says, and tries to convince himself that's the truth, that he can shove down that first instinct that always tells him to run.

Evan nods. Swallows. Gathers up his cards and places them gently, reverently, back in the small wooden box they'd come in. Bobby's recipes. The sort of Midwest casseroles and roasts and pots of chili that could feed a small army. Or a medium sized firehouse.

The box clicks shut, and Tommy remembers he hadn't even driven. Had Evan? Was he safe to drive?

Evan answers the silent questions by digging into his pocket and tossing a set of keys Tommy's way.

"I - I shouldn't..."

Shoulders hunched, hands clutching the recipe box, they make a retreat, Tommy following dutifully behind Evan as he makes his rounds - saying goodbye to Karen, Denny and Mara (still no Hen); Eddie and Chris; Ravi, who Tommy is a little surprised is still even there, considering how good he is at ditching uncomfortable situations; Howie and Maddie, the latter of whom eyes him carefully, consideringly, like she knows too much and doesn't quite approve.

No hugs, just quick goodbyes, and it feels so out of character for the man he knows for a fact craves that intimacy, pushes for it with everyone he cares about any time he can. But Tommy's pretty sure he's the first person who's touched him all day.

The car ride is silent. One bonus to driving Evan's Jeep is that he doesn't feel like he's in a clown car - barely has to adjust anything except the seat, because his legs aren't comically long.

The silence is oppressive.

He doesn't feel like he has the right to mourn, the way the rest of them are. The way Evan is.

Halfway there, the recipe box snicks back open and Tommy darts his gaze from the road just long enough to watch fat tears well at the corners of Evan's eyes. In the rearview, as he returns his eyes to the road, he can't really see much, but in his peripherals he can see Evan's shoulders shaking in jerky movements, like he's fighting it.

Tommy rounds the hood to open his door for him, as soon as he's parked in the drive.

Evan has shored up, in the back half of the journey - red rimmed eyes the only real sign that he's been anything other than stone-faced since they all began to line up.

Tommy hooks an elbow when Evan stumbles out of the Jeep, holds him steady, watches Evans fingers go white around the box.

"You coming in?" Evan asks, voice steady, whatever reserves of bravery he has being put to good use there on the cracked concrete.

"If you want."

That gets him a bratty snarl of a scowl, which he isn't sure he deserves, but it also gets a tentative finger and thumb playing with the sleeve of his dress uniform. Tommy has to strain to hear the "Please." that whispers out of the side of Evan's mouth.

He's moved in, now. No tripping hazards, no rolled up rugs to smack themselves with, just the stale air of a house he probably hasn't been to in a few days other than to get his own uniform. In the kitchen, Evan sets his recipes reverently on the table.

Then his face crumples, body listing, and Tommy catches him up in his arms when Evan buries his face in Tommy's shoulder.

Dry, hacking sobs, breathless enough that Tommy is concerned they're veering into panic attack territory, until the wetness hits the skin of his neck and Evan's arms come up to cling back.

"Don't go," Evan manages between breaths, and Tommy pulls him closer, squeezes him tighter. "Please don't -."

"I'm here," he says, hand sweeping a wide arch across his back. "I'll be here as long as you want." Which is a different statement than the one he'd made at the wake, and gives Evan pause long enough that Tommy starts imagining the responses he might get, but in the end, all he gets is the last of Evan's resistance falling away, his body relaxing into Tommy's enough that Tommy has to plant his feet to keep them upright.

He sweeps his hand up, down, around. Doesn't know if it's helping, at all, not that anything could possibly be particularly helpful in this moment.

They stay there until Evan's tears have ebbed, until he pulls free and frowns at the side of Tommy's neck, hand wiping at the mess there like Tommy gives a single fuck about it.

This isn't the time or place for it, so they don't bring up the last time they were in this kitchen together. Always the goddamn kitchen. Always a step and a half too far apart. "I - will you -?" Evan closes his eyes. Swallows. Tips his chin up, blinks at the ceiling. "Is -is it weird if I ask you to help me bake a lasagna, right now?"

Tommy can't help the bark of laughter, but it brightens something in Evan's eyes, anyway, so Tommy doesn't feel too bad. "Not really dressed for it," he says, and this earns him a snotty little grin.

"You know where the bedroom is," Evan says, and takes off in that direction himself.

They lay both their uniforms out across the bed - headboard in place, mattress off the floor, fully made with extra throw pillows Tommy doesn't remember; dress in silence, sneaking glances at one another as Evan seems to work up to saying something to him.

One arm halfway through a cutoff he knows had been his, at one point, Evan cuts the distance between them, places his hand over Tommy's beating heart - skin to skin, and Tommy abandons his attempt to dress so he can press his palm to the back of Evan's hand.

When they make it back out to the kitchen, there's a sturdiness to Evan that's been missing all day.

His hand slides to the box on the kitchen table. Pulls out the first card, and places it on the table. Slides it Tommy's way.

He'd understood the significance of making the lasagna already, but he doesn't hesitate to soak in the handwritten card, keeps his mouth shut about the process because now isn't the time to bring up his grandmother's homemade pasta, the sundried Roma she always used for her freshest sauces.

Maybe it is, actually.

Tommy takes a deep breath, ignores the panic gathering behind his ribs when Evan's gaze darts up to his. And Tommy begins to tell him about nonna.

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The Ultimate Guide to Cooktop Cleaning in South Brisbane: Tips, Benefits, and Professional Services

Maintaining a clean and efficient cooktop is crucial for a safe and healthy kitchen environment. Whether you’re tackling grease stains or burnt-on food, Cooktop Cleaning in South Brisbane requires proper attention and care. This guide explores everything you need to know about keeping your cooktop spotless, the benefits of a clean appliance, and how professional services can save you time and…