#rawesome

[quantico-alexparrish]

Rawesome Almond Joy Fudge

[annieqattheperipheral]

holy shit rosco that was not rawesome.

bedsy, sakic, cmac plssss deprogram this dude already. He's not been in tampa for a few months now

[ecig-canada-zone-ultimate]

The RAW Glass Rolling Tray* is designed with high-quality glass and curved edges to hold all your herbs and papers. The RAW Glass Rolling Tray features an emblazoned RAW logo design that looks RAWesome. **THESE TRAYS ARE LIMITED EDITION FOR SALES IN CANADA ONLY** SOLD INDIVIDUALLY 15 cm x 10 cm x 1 cm

[scamnewsgenics]

RAW Rolling Papers Caught in a Web of Deceit

A jury verdict found HBI International, creator of RAW Organic Hemp rolling papers, engaged in unfair business practices which violated the Illinois Uniform Deceptive Trade Practices Act. The RAW brand, known for its artisanal products and charitable contributions, apparently lied about the existence of its charity, the RAW Foundation, and the manufacturing and distribution location of its RAW Organic Hemp rolling papers.

RAW Founder Joshua Kesselman told Cannabis & Tech Today in a 2022 interview that RAW papers are crafted in Alcoy, Spain in the “last remaining authentic rolling paper factory in Alcoy.”  The United States District Court for the Northern District of Illinois permanently enjoined HBI International from implying its RAW Organic Hemp products are created in or distributed from Alcoy. 

Further, HBI International is forbidden from stating HBI and/or RAW contributes funds or proceeds to the RAW Foundation charitable entity. The court determined the foundation does not actually exist. 

The January 31, 2023 court ruling forbids HBI International from marketing or stating any of the following:

That HBI and/or RAW® contributes its funds or proceeds to a charitable entity/foundation dubbed the “RAW Foundation”

That RAW® Organic Hemp rolling papers are “unrefined”

That RAW® Organic Hemp rolling paper adhesives are made from natural hemp gum

That RAW® Organic Hemp rolling papers are the world’s first or only organic (or organic hemp) rolling papers

That RAW® Organic Hemp rolling papers are made in Alcoy, Spain

That HBI International shall not include a packaging “stamp” using the word Alcoy or referring to Alcoy

That RAW® Organic Hemp rolling papers utilize wind power

That RAW® Organic Hemp rolling papers are made from the center of hemp stalks

That HBI or its founder Joshua Kesselmen invented rolling paper pre-rolled cones

That OCB® Organic Hemp papers are knock-offs, “RAWnabees,” copies, or fake versions of RAW® rolling papers

After May 31, 2023, HBI must cease promoting, selling, or distributing products under any of its other brands in packaging with an Alcoy stamp. These brands include Elements, Juicy Jays, and others.

RAW’s websites RAWgiving.com and RAWthentic.com, are currently down, stating “We’re updating our website and packaging to give you the most rawesome rolling experience ever.” This may be in response to the injunction requiring certain claims on RAW’s packaging be changed.

To listen to Kesselman’s 2022 interview describing the brand, its origins, and its charitable contributions, check out the podcast with Cannabis & Tech Today Editor-in-Chief Charles Warner.

[health28]

How to Make a Perfect Green Smoothie ⋆ 100 Days of Real Food

How to Make a Perfect Green Smoothie ⋆ 100 Days of Real Food

This tropical treat has the perfect fruit-to-veggie ratio, which makes it a great beginner-friendly green smoothie. The spinach has a mild taste and is packed with over 20 different nutrients, vitamins, minerals, antioxidants and high-quality amino acids. It’s rawesome stuff! Oh, and this recipe is kid-tested and approved too:) Our friend Jen Hansard, co-founder of Simple Green Smoothies, shares…

[recoveredliar]

My XXL Raw rolling tray finally arrived this morning. Perfect for a wake n bake 😜✌🏼💚

[anti-agingalchemist]

Raw food is beautiful. I’ve been making gourmet raw food for so many years, I’ve lost count. This particulate wrap is one of my most favorite, especially on a hot day like today. The wrap is made from mango and coconut and rather time consuming to make and the dip is lime- cilantro- jalapeño. Do you know why raw food makes you beautiful? It’s because it’s LIVING FOOD filled to the brim with antioxidants, enzymes, phytochemicals, vitamins, minerals, and other beautifying, anti-aging nutrients. Do you own my book, Alive in 5? It’s available on Amazon and it’s filled with delicious age defying simple gourmet recipes! #rawvegan #rawfooddiet #rawfood #rawfoodchef #rawfoodlife #beautyfood #beautyguru #eathealthy #eatwellbewell #eatraw #rawesome #eatingforbeauty #eatingforbeautifulskin #vegansofig #veganbeauty #vegan #rawtill4 #rawvegansofig #rawwraps #rawveganlunch #veganraw #veganforlife #veganforanimals #veganforever #antiaging #antiagingguru #antiagingexpert #beautyexpert (at Oceanside, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0UUMBRBi34/?igshid=nc1fxye8wb7r

[darkumvi]

#Repost @rawfoodromance • • • FOOD HAUL VIDEO! I normally shop every 2-3 days but when I get back to Canada after visiting @rawnattyn8, I have a completely empty fridge! Also, if you cleaned out your fridge getting ready for a new year of health, check out my fresh fridge restocking trip on my YouTube channel Lissa’s Raw Food Romance. Find the SWIPE UP for the video link in my Instagram stories!! Or click here: https://youtu.be/B5jLplUT5x4 🌸 My ebooks: http://payhip.com/rawfoodromance or follow the link in my #instagram bio @rawfoodromance 💕 💕 🍍 💕 #raw #rawfood #rawvegan #vegan #govegan #rawesome #hclfrv #fit #fitness #instavegan #vegansofig #instafit #instafitness #food #diet #lifestyle #weightloss #newvideo #video #plantbased #veganuary #restock #foodhaul #fridge #fresh #produce #rawfoodromance https://www.instagram.com/p/BsNiS8kH5I9/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sbf5qkmd7ud5

[meet-the-mun-kegan]

MAY I INTRODUCE YOU TO:

THE RAWESOME QUARTET

get it?  Russia + the Awesome Trio R + Awesome RAwesome

(aka Alfred has too many boyfriends-)

((Also Mathias is touching the butt. It started out as a joke in my sketch layer and then I couldn’t resist it-

[mariacallous]

I’m definitely ordering delivery food for either lunch and/or dinner, since it’s Shrove/Fat Tuesday and tomorrow is the beginning of Lent.

Something I’ve noticed that has always irritated me a bit but I’ve become more aware of is how many new restaurants/food places there are which are both very basic/limited/possibly infantilizing and also Aggressively Dude places.

(Caveat: I’m using Minneapolis-Saint Paul and Fargo as my reference and so this may not apply elsewhere but it probably does).

There’s a whole host of like...fucking burger places which have like...5 different burgers but they’re either named after the guys who set up the place or some kind of theme but maybe have like...a few ingredients different.

But they’re all SMASHED this and POUNDED that and LOADED this and you can get BEAST-STYLE fries (which is ketchup and mayo and like...pickles and cheese) and you’ve got ULTIMATE LEMONADE and they charge $5 delivery fee and a combo is minimum $12 and that’s for seasoned fries, a Chandler-style (which is just a basic cheeseburger) and a can of Pepsi.

Alternately, there’s another host of mac and cheese places (or a proliferation of mac and cheese options at places) because “who doesn’t love mac and cheese?” but then they’re like “We wanted to FUCKING JAZZ IT UP AND MAKE IT RAWESOME” and so it’s got fried jalapenos and bbq pulled pork and fried crispy onions and it comes with “extra sloppy” coleslaw and the whole thing is $18 before you factor in delivery and drink etc.

It’s like “My dudes (and like, maybe dudettes), I always wanted to be Guy Fieri or Anthony Bourdain or Bobby Flay but not have to...really work too hard to do it, y’know?”

And people fucking go nuts for these places! “Oh my god, did you have the Kris-style? It’s SO GOOD.” Bob, it’s a normal grilled cheese except on  a bun with three slices of Kraft instead of 1 and it costs $5 a la carte.

These places also either don’t last very long (because running a restaurant is HARD, y’all) or they somehow straggle along but otherwise take up space and resources (because you absolutely know they’re applying for every kind of business/economic development loan and grant and assistance program they can) and make it harder for already established and genuinely innovative restaurants to further grow, or block new ideas and entrepreneurs from being able to establish themselves, particularly if they’re people of color (because I’ve seen it happen more than once and it’s so infuriating).

[annieqattheperipheral]

TNT on mute, radio on.

Recap of the game with clips of play by play commentator. He took such pleasure in pronouncing ivan prosvetov

Ross' goal was "rawesome"🥹

That mikko ppg was the avs' first in 14 pp😳

[incorrectmeddlingkids]

velma: guys, check out this name meanings book i got on the library today. it’s pretty neat. did you know velma is a variant from wilhemina, who was a queen from the netherlands?!

daphne: what about mine?

velma: it means “laurel”. daphne was a nymph turned into a laurel to escape the persuit of apollo according to the greek mythology

daphne: aw, cool!

fred: and mine?

velma: frederick means, literally, “peacuful ruler”

shaggy: look for “norville”!

velma: *pretends to read* it says you’re an idiot

shaggy: :(

scooby, very enthusiasted: what arout rine??????

velma: it, hn... *flips through pages* it means “good boy”

scooby: rawesome!!!!!!!! rhat’s what i am

[mxliv-oftheendless]

Writer’s Month Prompts Day 12

Day 12: Eight

Another prompt picked out by me! Hope you guys enjoy!

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Eight Times Heather Came Through For the Gang, and One Time They Came Through For Her

#1:

“I need to ask you something,”

Wariness traveled through Heather at Judy’s statement. “What?”

“Well, you know today’s Halloween,”

“Yeah…” How could Heather not know today was Halloween? She could never forget.

“Both Brad and I can’t take Fred trick or treating this year… Do you think you could take him?”

Heather paused, and her hand tightened slightly around the phone. On the one hand, she knew how much Fred loved Halloween. On the other hand… she never went out of her house on Halloween night if she could help it. She just couldn’t face the night unless she was in her home, surrounded by her flowers and assured by her wind chimes and the cross made of rowan she kept on her door. She couldn’t risk it.

Judy seemed to sense her reluctance, because she quickly said, “I know you don’t like going out on Halloween night, so if you don’t want to do it I can call Uncle Bobby—”

“Your Uncle Bobby?” Heather’s nose wrinkled. Judy’s Uncle Bobby taking Fred? The one who called her a Satan worshipper and went into passionate rants about how the Democratic Party would ruin this nation and would definitely make sure Fred didn’t get the chance to enjoy his trick or treating experience? Absolutely not. “No, I’ll do it.”

“You will? But I thought—”

“I know. But your Uncle Bobby taking Fred instead of me is the worse alternative. I’ll do it.”

Judy laughed. “Okay. Thanks, Heather.”

Heather smiled a bit. “Sure, Judy.”

#2:

Heather led Daphne into the bathroom, Velma at their heels, and sat her down. “It’s okay, Daphne,” she reassured the distraught girl. “We can clean it up. It’s okay.”

“I just don’t know what happened!” Daphne said, trying to hold back tears so she wouldn’t ruin her makeup. “I shouldn’t have been holding that glass while I was walking.”

“The glass isn’t the problem, Daphne,” Velma said to her matter-of-factly. “The problem is someone tripped you.”

“I saw that too,” Heather agreed. “Velma, can you get me some towels so we can clean this up?”

She was helping to dab at the stain on the front of Daphne’s dress when the door opened and the sound of clacking heels filled the bathroom. “Daphne, oh my gosh.” They looked up to see her cousin Daisy holding napkins. “Are you okay? I got you towels. It’s horrible how someone tripped you like that.”

Heather narrowed her eyes at the girl. “How did you know someone tripped her? We barely saw anything.”

Daisy blinked, staring at her. “I’m sorry, who are you?”

“You don’t have to know.” Heather stood up. “How would you know someone tripped Daphne…” she turned to Daphne questioningly for the name.

“Daisy,”

“Daisy.” She turned back to her and crossed her arms. “Unless you were the one that did it?”

Daisy looked for a moment like a deer caught in headlights. “I…” She gave a scoff of a laugh. “Listen, lady, you’re crazy. Everyone knows I would never do that.”

“You wouldn’t…” Daphne stood up. “Unless you knew you wouldn’t get caught. You’ve been out to get me for years, Daisy, don’t even lie.”

Heather laughed. “Oh, isn’t this funny,” she turned back to Daisy, smirking. “The spiteful cousin that appears to be a perfect angel to hide how rotten she is. How predictable. I knew there was something wrong with you.”

Daisy stared at her for a moment, then an arrogant look appeared on her face. “Oh yeah? Well you think they’re going to believe you? An old lady, my ditzy cousin, and her friend? I don’t think so. Now get out of my way, old woman. I need to touch up my makeup.”

“Oh, I don’t think so.” Heather’s smile turned deadly. “You aren’t as smart as you think you are.” Her hand shot out to grab Daisy’s wrist and pulled her closer. “You underestimate what I can do. If you ever try to humiliate Daphne again, you better pray to your God I don’t hear about it. Because I can and I will permanently scar that pretty face.” She smiled. “Okay?” She let go of Daisy’s wrist. “Now get out of our way, little girl.”

Daisy looked like she wanted to be defiant, but then stepped to the side so Daphne, Heather, and Velma could walk out of the bathroom. Daphne grabbed her arm. “Thanks, Heather. No one’s ever stood up to Daisy for me like that before.”

Heather smiled at her. “Anytime, Daphne.”

#3:

Velma came running towards her as she came walking down the hallway towards the group of kids. “Heather, thank goodness. We only have an hour left before we need to show off our project.”

“Okay, just show me the way so we can figure this out,” Heather left Velma spin around and run back to the Science Olympiad group.

“Guys, this is Heather, the woman I told you would help us.”

One of them, who looked like a stereotypical nerd found in a teen high school movie, eyed Heather skeptically. “She doesn’t look scientifically inclined,” he stated, looking at her leather jacket, jeans, and Motley Crue t-shirt.

Heather shrugged, smiling. “Sorry I don’t look the part. But I’m the best you’ve got, so lead the way to the broken project.”

As the group walked down the hallway to their designated classroom, Velma tugged on her sleeve. “Thank you for doing this. No one else could make it.”

“You’re welcome, Velma. I’ll help the best I can.”

#4:

Heather raised an eyebrow and looked down at the list in her hand. “I think we’ve got everything… except the marshmallow fluff,”

“Like, that shouldn’t be too hard to find!” Shaggy said cheerfully. “I know where it is, too.”

“Lead the way, my man,” Heather laughed.

The trio, consisting of Heather, Shaggy, and Scooby, headed out of the grocery store aisle and went down to the right one to get the marshmallow fluff. Why Shaggy and Scooby needed marshmallow fluff, Heather had no idea. Then again, she was usually lost when they were saying what they put in their crazy sandwiches.

Shaggy checked the shelf. “Aw, man!” he groaned. “Like, there’s no marshmallow fluff!”

Scooby’s head dropped. “Raw…”

“They have strawberry fluff,” Heather pointed to the jars on the shelf. “Why don’t we get that?”

Shaggy and Scooby looked at her with utterly appalled looks. “Like we can’t use the strawberry fluff!”

“Reah!” Scooby agreed. “Re need marshmallow ruff!”

“Excuse me,” They all turned around at the voice, and saw a grocery store employee standing behind them, looking stern. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to bring your dog outside. There are no pets allowed in the store.”

“Rog?” Scooby looked around. “Rhere?”

“But like, Scooby’s a trained dog!” Shaggy protested.

Before the employee could say anything, Heather jumped in, flashing him a smile. “He’s very well trained. And he’s a service dog.” She reached into her purse and pulled out her wallet, and took out a service dog identification card to show him.

The employee looked at the card, then sighed. “Well, we do allow service pets… Sorry about that. Carry on.”

Once he was out of earshot, Shaggy and Scooby turned to her in confusion. “But like, Scooby’s not a service dog.”

“True,” Heather said as she put the card back in her wallet, smiling. “But he doesn’t know that.” She winked at them. “C’mon, let’s go pay. I think I have some marshmallow fluff at my house.”

Shaggy and Scooby looked at each other, grinned, then followed her. “Dude,” Shaggy said to Scooby, “Heather’s like, totally awesome.”

“Reah, rawesome,”

#5:

Heather was watering her plants when a sudden rapid banging on the door made her jump. She exhaled heavily, setting down her watering can. “What the hell…?”

When she opened the door, immediately crashing through to land in a heap on her floor was… four teenagers and a Great Dane? She frowned in confusion, then raised an eyebrow when she saw a familiar blonde head in the pile. “Fred?”

Fred raised his head and smiled. “Hey, Aunt Heather! Sorry to barge in like this.”

A redhead teen girl raised her head and looked around. “Jeepers! It’s like Flower Central in here!”

“Thank you,” Heather said as they all worked to untangle themselves. “I try.” She crossed her arms. “So, care to explain why four kids and a dog just crashed into my foyer?”

“Oh, right,” Fred got up and dusted himself off. “Gang, this is my aunt, Heather McMann. Aunt Heather, this is Daphne,” the redhead, “Velma,” a brunette in an orange turtleneck, “Shaggy,” a lanky boy in a green shirt, “and Scooby Doo,” the Great Dane. “They’re my friends.”

“Sorry to barge in on you,” Velma said politely, “but Fred said you were close by and could help us hide.”

Heather raised her eyebrow. “Hide from what?”

“Like, hide from the monster!” Shaggy quivered.

“Reah! Ronster!”

Heather blinked. Did… Did Scooby Doo just talk? What? “Monster?”

“We’ll explain in a second. But we need a favor,” Fred said to her. “Can we hide out here for the night? Just for the night, I swear. The Mystery Machine’s in your driveway.”

Heather had many questions. But then again, it seemed to be urgent. So she shrugged. “Sure. You’ll have to camp out in my living room. There’s extra blankets in the closet upstairs.”

Fred smiled in relief. “Thanks, Aunt Heather.”

“No problem. Get the blankets, and I’ll go make tea.”

As she was headed down the hallway to the kitchen, she heard Fred say gleefully, “See, guys? Told you we could count on Aunt Heather.”

#6:

“… And the coconuts will launch from this catapult, setting off the hooks for the carpet, which will fall right on the freaky conquistador and capture him!”

“Great plan, Freddy,” Daphne said.

“All we need now is…”

Shaggy suddenly tapped Velma on the shoulder resignedly, stopping her from continuing. “Live bait,” he finished, sighing. “Like we’ll save you the trouble. C’mon, Scoob.”

“Good luck, guys,” Heather called as they left the room.

“Okay, everybody hide,” Fred instructed.

All too soon, the four heard screaming from the hallway, and Shaggy and Scooby came barreling through the entrance. “Like he’s coming this way!” Shaggy shouted out, before he and Scooby crashed into a wall after skidding to a stop too late.

“And 3… 2… 1!” Fred pulled on the rope to spring the trap. But nothing happened. He pulled again. “What the heck? My trap’s not working!”

Heather looked around, and spotted the knight’s armor standing on the rack in the corner. An idea popped into her head and she went to pull off one of the arms. Then she ran to the doorway and stood to the side. When the conquistador ghost came running through, snarling, she swung the arm and hit him right in the stomach, sending him to the floor groaning in pain.

She placed her boot on his back and grinned at the gang. “I got him!”

Everyone came out of their hiding places. “Good thinking, Heather,” Velma congratulated. “Now, let’s see who this conquistador ghost really is.”

#7:

“So let me get this straight, you’ve been waiting for an hour?” Heather questioned over her phone as she went to grab her purse. “Why didn’t Fred come pick you up?”

“We told him to!” Daphne insisted. “We made sure he knew to come pick us up at four!”

“I bet he forgot,” Heather heard Velma say over the phone.

Heather sighed. “Okay, I’ve got my purse and I’m heading out the door right now.”

“Thanks, Heather. You’re a lifesaver.”

When Heather pulled her car up to the mall, she sent a text to Daphne to say she was there. When they walked out of the entrance, she honked her horn and stuck her hand out the window to wave it. They ran over and pulled open the doors to get inside.

“Thanks for coming, Heather,” Velma said gratefully.

“No problem. You girls okay?”

“We’re fine,” Daphne nodded. “I texted Freddy and said you were picking us up.”

“Good decision. Call him right now so I can lecture him about remembering things.”

Laughing, Daphne pulled out her phone. “Okay,”

#8:

“What are you kids doing here?”

The gang froze at the stern voice, and turned around to see a security officer behind them with his arms crossed. “This area is for authorized personnel only!”

“But we’re here to solve the mystery,” Fred tried to explain, hoping Heather would meet up with them again soon. She seemed to have a way with authority figures. “You can ask Mr.—”

“Yeah, yeah, sure. There is no mystery to be found here, Scarf Boy.”

“It’s an ascot—”

“I don’t care!” the officer pointed to the door down the hallway. “Get your butts out of here!”

“There you are!”

The gang sighed in relief and turned to find Heather making her way towards them. “I’ve been looking all over for you! Come on, we have places to be.” She got in front of her gang and flashed a smile at the security officer. “I’m sorry I left my nephew and his friends unsupervised. But I’m sure they told you they’re allowed back here. They’re trying to solve this mystery. And you are…?”

“… Just a security officer, ma’am. You’re sure they’re allowed back here?”

“Oh yes. The head of security said so, you can ask him.”

“Well, I will. Don’t let them out of your sight.”

“You got it,”

As soon as the security officer was out of earshot, Heather’s smile disappeared and she sighed. “You know, I should just start coming along with you kids for all of your mysteries. You get into more places when I’m here somehow.”

“You’re pretty charismatic,” Velma offered. “Maybe that’s why adults listen to you.”

“Or like, maybe because she’s also like, an adult,” Shaggy guessed.

“Either way, thanks for stepping in,” Fred thanked her. “He was about to throw us out.”

Heather smiled. “Well, we can’t have that. Not when there’s a mystery to be solved. Have you found any clues?”

And with that, the mystery continued, with Heather in tow the rest of the way.

+1:

“Like, comin’ through!”

Starchild stepped to the side and raised an eyebrow as Shaggy and Scooby strode past. Shaggy had a tray of food in his hands, while Scooby was balancing one on his head. “What are you two doing?” he asked.

“Like we made some snacks for Heather while she rests,” Shaggy displayed the food tray to him. “Fred, Daphne and Velma are doing stuff for her too.”

Starchild smiled in amusement. Heather had gone with them back to Earth for an emergency situation, and had gotten banged up pretty hard in the ensuing fight. The gang had insisted on coming back to KISSteria with them to make sure she got enough rest. “That’s nice of you. I was on my way to check on her myself, mind if I join?”

“No problemo!” Scooby said cheerfully.

The three of them set off through the Temple to Heather’s bedroom. “What exactly did you make her?” Starchild asked.

“Well we knew she doesn’t like our triple decker Scooby Snack with ice cream and chocolate sauce sandwich,” Shaggy said, and Starchild didn’t even want to think about how unhealthy that probably was, “so like we made her Super Shaggy Sandwiches with less layers instead.”

“Rand riss ralls!” Scooby showed his tray to Starchild, that was laden with small oat and date balls with coconut.

“Right, Scoob, and bliss balls! Like she loves those.”

“That’s really nice of you, guys,” Starchild said, smiling.

Shaggy shrugged. “Well, like, she’d do the same for us,”

“Reah,”

When they arrived at Heather’s room, they stopped upon seeing the rope, wires, and other trap materials on the floor. Fred was standing in front of the pile, mumbling to himself. “The Van Buren Paradigm would work… but what if the person’s not an intruder and just wants to check on her…”

“Like Fred, what are you doing?” Shaggy asked.

“Oh, I’m just building a trap for Aunt Heather’s room,” Fred replied casually.

Shaggy and Scooby nodded, this clearly being a common thing to hear. But Starchild did not consider that a common thing to hear. “You’re booby-trapping her room?” he asked. “Why?”

“You know, so she stays safe while she rests,” Fred replied matter of factly. “Duh,”

“But what if someone just wants to check on her?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out right now,”

“Like, can we still get inside?”

“Oh yeah, sure.” Fred stepped aside to let them pass. “I’m just trying to look out for my aunt, that’s it.”

“No, I get that.” Starchild grinned at him. “That’s pretty nice of you, Frank.”

“It’s Fred!”

Starchild ignored him and followed Shaggy and Scooby through the door. When they entered, they found Velma sitting with Heather on her bed while Daphne was taking plants out of a cardboard box. “Like, we’re back!” Shaggy sang, setting his tray down on the table and grabbing hold of Scooby’s.

“Hey, boys,” Heather greeted. She smiled at Starchild. “Hi, Starchild. As you can see, my room’s been taken over.”

“I can see that,” Starchild laughed. “What’s going on?”

“I’m decorating this room,” Daphne informed him. “It’s too drab in here!”

“It’s simple!” Heather argued.

“It’s drab!”

Heather sighed heavily. “Fine, I don’t care,”

Starchild looked down at all the books stacked on the floor next to Heather’s bed. “Did you get those from the library?”

“Yep,” Velma nodded. “I figured I would get some reading material so she wouldn’t be bored.”  

“With this many books, I’m not going to be bored,” Heather smiled at her.

“I’m also going to brush out and braid your hair,” Daphne said over her shoulder as she hung up paper lanterns with lotus flowers painted on them. “You never do anything with it.”

“If you insist,” Heather said, sighing and shaking her head. But there was a fond smile on her face.

“Like, we made snacks!” Shaggy said proudly, displaying the two trays. “We made sandwiches and bliss balls!”

Heather perked up. “Bliss balls?”

“Ruh huh!” Scooby nodded his head. “Riss ralls!” He licked his lips.

Velma stood up. “I’ll get you a plate. You stay here.”

“I can get it myself, Velma—”

“No. I’ll get it.”

Heather sighed and sat back on her bed as Velma went to get a plate for her. But an affectionate smile soon drifted onto her face. Smiling, Starchild went over to stand next to her. “Did you know Fred’s setting up a trap outside your room?”

“Yeah, he told me before he went outside. He insisted, said he just wanted to make sure nothing happened to me.”

“They’re all looking out for you,” he remarked. “They’re good kids.”

“Yeah,” Heather smiled at the gang. “They are.”

[lilysensimilla]

Stay Rawesome! 💚💚

[rawplantpowered]

Eating healthy doesn’t have to be a daunting task. This is what I brought to work with me. I most likely won’t eat everything, but at least I have more than enough in case I get cravings. The fruits in the jar are frozen raspberries and blueberries. To that jar, I add 6 🥝 and 2 🍌. Mix it all up and the melting fruits make the whole dish soooo delicious! That was my breakfast! For lunch, I have a mix of baby spinach and arugula with grape 🍅, 🥑 and 🥒 . Sprinkle some veggie salt and squeeze a 🍋 and voilà, lunch is served. . . . . . . . #plantbaseddiet #plantbasedliving #plantbasedfamily #plantbasedpower #instagood #instavegan #hclfrv #weightloss #food#plantbasedlifestyle #plantbasednutrition #rawvegan #rawvegansofig #rawvegansofinstagram #rawveganlife @richard.lefevre74 #raw #rawfood #rawesome #instafit #instafitness #food #diet #lifestyle #weightloss #salad #lunch #veggies #vegetables #fruit #simple (at CFB Edmonton) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqsdMqmgeUF/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1kckvjfeo7e63

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