I shouldn't have eaten that cookie it wasn't even that good I wasn't even that hungry. I did like a little binge day today (ate a normal amount of food for 1 (1) meal and had a SNACK (gasp)) and I wanna puke. I'm at 800 (500 net) ughhhhhhhhhh I'm gonna restrict a lot tomorrow fr
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i know god isnt real because otherwise australian summers wouldn't exist
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i dont wanna show my face on here but like look what i got in the mail today!!!!!
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I laid down in bed to enjoy my morning for a bit longer and both of my cats went OH ITS NAP TIME and now I'm trapped in a snuggle lock
I can see two other cats eyeing me from the door, send help
edit: The criminals planning their heist of my day
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finished my fucking sweater!!!!
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beach time babes
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im so happy i can wear shorts today and nawt sweatpants ^-^
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Little Sprite is loving this warm and humid weather.
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daycare teach back again- the kids seemed confused and enraptured by futuristic robots lol BUT they are scared of Auto(?)
i think i was more focused than they were, it's only my 2nd time seeing wall-e ^^;
It's such a good movie!! A lot of the information probably flew over my head too when I was a kid, but they'll probably have a lot of fun watching it again down the line just like we do!
I'm glad you had a good time watching it! :D
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summer (derogatory)
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idk whether or not to change my masterlists to a jjk masterlist + a ‘other fandoms’ one or keep as is rn sob ;-;
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hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?
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i now remember why i hate the summer
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this shit is so cozy and makes me a lil sad :((
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if i was a medieval peasant girl and my mother said “tend to the fire, dear, as i start on supper,” i’d say “yes, mother,” and stare at the flames as i imagine the other village girls in ways i’m probably not allowed
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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