I just finished work. Im tired and hungry and cranky. I think that qualifies as hangry?

Gonna make myself some dinner and see if I can catch a second wind..

crescent-moon-rising:

Tonight’s Specimen: Professor Lee

This is not Professor Mercier.

The professor you were supposed to be the teaching assistant for this semester was old and gray with a stomach that went past his feet.

This is DEFINITELY not Professor Mercier.

Yet, here you were in Professor Lee’s French…

"Keats in French, between your thighs."

Good fucking Christ. that line is so good, I’m jealous.

do-not-touch-my-food:

Cider Beer Braised Chicken Tacos with Sweet Chili Apple-Pomegranate Salsa


I can’t even eat a ton of Mexican food, and I think this sounds delicious. Goddamn it..

do-not-touch-my-food:

Cider Beer Braised Chicken Tacos with Sweet Chili Apple-Pomegranate Salsa

I can’t even eat a ton of Mexican food, and I think this sounds delicious. Goddamn it..

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ticklishteacup said: Me: *looking at your blog on my phone* Mom: *walks by and looks over my shoulder* does that say porn?! Me: .....What. No.....

Lol..oops! 😳😵

I’d like to go on record..

And say that I’ve had triple chocolate gelato in my freezer for a week now without taking a single bite.

How strong am I? 😉🍦

chroniclebooks:

The girls behind A Beautiful Mess whipped some Salted Butter Caramels from Rachel Khoo’s My Little French Kitchen.

Salted butter Carmels. Let those words roll around in your mouth..

Tags: good lord want

I really want to buy this print. It is made of awesome…

I really want to buy this print. It is made of awesome…

The money I could spend at 20x200 buying prints is ridiculous. I wouldn’t have any wall space left..

I just had an awesome new story idea…

I both love and hate it when that happens. My plate is so full right now..

Tags: my writing

Ah, the circle of life..

My Sims have started dying off. R.I.P, Steve Perry and Lana Parilla-Affleck..

On the plus side, welcome to town, richard Armitage!

generalgemini-booknerd:

generalgemini-booknerd:

A short little drabble based on the pic above, just to get back into the swing of writing things!
Of Rings and Things….
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“God, this day is neverending" Chris thought to himself as he flopped down into a chair. He loved his sister, but this wedding was over the top, to say the least. It had been months in preparing and planning, not that he had helped with any of it. All his mom and sisters could talk about when he called home, were cakes and colors and themes, most of which he had tuned out. Of course, with all that preparation, the wedding had turned out nearly flawlessly, and all Chris had to do was stand as groomsman, smile for some pictures, and shake endless hands. Between the bride’s and groom’s families, there had to be close to three hundred people here. Looking around the room, he nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden touch of a cold bottle against his neck.
"Looking for this?" Zoe smiled down at him as she handed him the ice-cold bottle of Bud Light, sliding into his lap as she did.
"No, I was looking for you. Where’ve you been?" he asked as he slid his arm around her waist, taking a gulp of beer. 
Sighing, Zoe replied “Helping the bride touch up her make-up. Then helping to slice and serve the cake. Then your mom wanted to introduce me to your Uncle Dave. He’s a bit handsy when he’s had a few, huh?”
Chris grinned as he listened. He knew Zoe had been helping out everywhere and anywhere today, and that she had to be as tired as he was. One of the many reasons he loved her, she had a tendency to want to overextend herself in an effort to be helpful, and that what she listed wasn’t half of what she had actually done today. This was the first time today that they’d even had a minute to themselves, and typically, Zoe thought more of him than she did herself.
"Baby, I love you, but you didn’t have to do all that, you know." Chris stroked her back slowly, wishing she’d relax. Sometimes he wondered if she worked so hard because she felt like she didn’t belong, or had to earn her place. Before he could ask, they were interrupted by a tugging on Zoe’s skirt. 
"Auntie Zoe? Will you dance with me?" 
Zoe smiled down at Justin, Chris’s nephew, looking adorable in his tux. How could she resist? “Awww, I’d love to buddy. But only if you call me Zoe, ok?” She stood, grasping Justin’s hand as he pulled her out to the dance floor. As she walked away, she mouthed “Sorry" and shrugged her shoulders, implying she had no idea where that came from.
Chris just grinned and shrugged his shoulders. She might not be “Auntie Zoe” yet, but if he and the ring hidden in his gym bag at home had anything to say about it, she would be soon enough. 
He only hoped Zoe would agree to eloping.

I wrote a Drabble late last night. Reposting it for my friends who were asleep when I posted it…

Remember this? They’re making a comeback of sorts…

generalgemini-booknerd:

generalgemini-booknerd:

A short little drabble based on the pic above, just to get back into the swing of writing things!

Of Rings and Things….

*******************************************************************************

God, this day is neverending" Chris thought to himself as he flopped down into a chair. He loved his sister, but this wedding was over the top, to say the least. It had been months in preparing and planning, not that he had helped with any of it. All his mom and sisters could talk about when he called home, were cakes and colors and themes, most of which he had tuned out. Of course, with all that preparation, the wedding had turned out nearly flawlessly, and all Chris had to do was stand as groomsman, smile for some pictures, and shake endless hands. Between the bride’s and groom’s families, there had to be close to three hundred people here. Looking around the room, he nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden touch of a cold bottle against his neck.

"Looking for this?" Zoe smiled down at him as she handed him the ice-cold bottle of Bud Light, sliding into his lap as she did.

"No, I was looking for you. Where’ve you been?" he asked as he slid his arm around her waist, taking a gulp of beer. 

Sighing, Zoe replied “Helping the bride touch up her make-up. Then helping to slice and serve the cake. Then your mom wanted to introduce me to your Uncle Dave. He’s a bit handsy when he’s had a few, huh?”

Chris grinned as he listened. He knew Zoe had been helping out everywhere and anywhere today, and that she had to be as tired as he was. One of the many reasons he loved her, she had a tendency to want to overextend herself in an effort to be helpful, and that what she listed wasn’t half of what she had actually done today. This was the first time today that they’d even had a minute to themselves, and typically, Zoe thought more of him than she did herself.

"Baby, I love you, but you didn’t have to do all that, you know." Chris stroked her back slowly, wishing she’d relax. Sometimes he wondered if she worked so hard because she felt like she didn’t belong, or had to earn her place. Before he could ask, they were interrupted by a tugging on Zoe’s skirt. 

"Auntie Zoe? Will you dance with me?" 

Zoe smiled down at Justin, Chris’s nephew, looking adorable in his tux. How could she resist? “Awww, I’d love to buddy. But only if you call me Zoe, ok?” She stood, grasping Justin’s hand as he pulled her out to the dance floor. As she walked away, she mouthed “Sorry" and shrugged her shoulders, implying she had no idea where that came from.

Chris just grinned and shrugged his shoulders. She might not be “Auntie Zoe” yet, but if he and the ring hidden in his gym bag at home had anything to say about it, she would be soon enough. 

He only hoped Zoe would agree to eloping.

I wrote a Drabble late last night. Reposting it for my friends who were asleep when I posted it…

Remember this? They’re making a comeback of sorts…

whetaver:

it is scientifically proven that all forms of chris evans are hot as fuck

I believe it..

(via boysandquotesandsuch)

You guys.. Look at the thing…

(Source: hongcha8129)

Tags: chris evans

It always makes me so, so happy when things like this happen! 😍

It always makes me so, so happy when things like this happen! 😍

Did I just belt out “belle’s Reprise” from the Beauty and the Beast soundtrack?

Spoiler: yes I did