summer is real cute until every fuckin type of insect comes out of the 8th circle of hell
Trying to ignore back pain, I’m taking apart an old scarf that I never got around to finishing. Gonna make a headband and maybe a rug. Shoulder pain is knocking the breath out of me. It always happens at night.
Haha I was trying to come up with some pertinent poem about fading and laughing at my haterzzzz but god that’s so far from the truth. I’m happy. In pain yeah, but happy. I’m here, not fading, not interested in fading away.
I just think that the picture looks badass.
“Hey babe,” I heard her saying through the phone. “Hey, what’s up?” I said and then I changed the channel of my TV, locking eyes with something I didn’t want to see, something I didn’t want to believe. I gasped too shocked to say anything.
“I’m sure you’re watching the news now,” She said coughing. I knew that she was inside of that building today, she had a meeting to attend. “I called you because I wanted to tell you how much I love you okay? I want you to remember all the days we spent together when you miss me, I want you to remember all the nights we shared and I don’t want you to stop living just because I’m not here anymore,” She said to me and I let my tears fall, “Isn’t there anything you can do?” I asked, knowing the real answer to my question but trying to believe that there was still hope.
“No. I’m in one of the highest floors of the Tower and it’s about to fall. There’s just too much smoke and I know it’s my time now,” She said, and I knew she was crying too. Dying isn’t easy, not when you don’t ask for it, when it’s a mistake. “I want you to move on baby. I will be watching over you. I lov-” But before she could finish, the Tower was going down. I was watching it all on TV.
It fell like a domino. Floor by floor. It was scaring and I knew right there and then, that my wife, the love of my life, was dead.
Today is the mark of eleven years since the Twin Towers fell. Pray for those who lost their lives and for those who lost someone important to them. And if you have lost someone that day, I’m praying for you and your family. God Bless you.
Holy shit, I got crazy chills
Ela nao e uma menina.
How does that make sense?
Low carb, low calorie FLOURLESS PIZZA recipe.
77 calories a slice.
This is real.
RECIPE for 1 medium pizza (8 slices):
- 1 cup of shredded cauliflower or 1/3 of a head of cauliflower…60 cents
- 1/2-3/4 cup of shredded mozzarella cheese…$1.30
- 1 egg…15 cents
- 1 tsp dried oregano…1 cent
- 1/2 tsp crushed garlic…10 cents
Toppings (up to you but I did a veggie medley):
- 1/2 cup pizza sauce…60 cents
- 1/2 cup mushrooms…60 cents
- 1/2 green bell pepper…35 cents
- 1/2 red onion…55 cents
WHOLE PIZZA = $4.26
1 SLICE = 53 cents
1. Shred cauliflower in a food processor
2. Microwave in a bowl for 8 min
3. Mix in about 1/2 cup of cheese, save rest for topping
4. Crack the egg and mix all ingredients together
5. Spray pan with PAM and make a nice base of cauli-cheese crust
6. Bake in oven for 10-15 min at 350F
7. Then take out crust, top with sauce and toppings
8. Place back in oven for another 10-15 min
REBLOG if you wanna make this right now!
32 Week Update
How Far Along?
31 and 6 days..
44 lbs. I was eating disordered before I got pregnant and my body was in “I’m in a famine, save all the calories!” mode hence my weight. I’ve eaten healthy and moved around as much as possible.
Days until next doc appointment?
two more days
yoga pants and dresses.
Having a reason to rethink my motives and my life decisions and not to let my disorders define me
Embarrassing Pregnant Moment:
Honestly? The size of my stomach. It’s embarrassing to me. I hate going out in public. I had tight abs before pregnancy so my tummies not big enough to scream, “I’m pregnant.” Instead I just look overweight.
Lots of repositioning, not too much kicking anymore. He does kick Daddy when he’s in his territory though :3 Lots of hiccups too
It was chocolate for like a week. Now? I want bacon. I’ve wanted bacon, fruits and veggies my entire pregnancy though
Unhealthy, processed foods. Cookies.
Tired, stressed out. Still have to make a dentist appt. :/
Our Baby in Veggie/Fruit Terms:
I think it’s a pineapple.
Tummy, love handles, inner thighs, boobs. Yeah cool.
Very disrupted. When I do sleep, I can’t seem to wake up.
Yeah a lot. I miss not feeling like an old lady. I miss being able to exercise without feeling like I’m going to die. I miss working.
Swollen feet and hands, itchy (cholestasis), headache, acid reflux, ligament pain
Belly Button in or out?
I have no belly button. It’s stretched flat out!
Looking forward to:
Baby shower in 10 days. My bday in a month. Possible trip to Newport. Liam’s birth next month.
I don’t know bout y’all, but the Yahoo staff are fucking HILARIOUS
We are not fucking HILARIOUS
HILARIOUS COME HERE AND TELL THEM THAT WE ARE NOT FUCKING
theyahoostaff and i are just friends gOD
I don’t think we’re going to have any problems with yahoo running tumblr now.
This man, James Verone, robbed a bank for one dollar. Why only one dollar? Because he knew that in prison he could get the medical care he could not afford with his part time salary as a convenience store clerk. He was approved for food stamps, but they did little to help his finances. Between his back problems, carpel tunnel, and arthritis, he simply couldn’t handle the pain any longer.
On June 9th, he sent a letter to his local paper, the Gaston Gazette, that stated: “When you receive this a bank robbery will have been committed by me. this robbery is being committed by me for one dollar. I am of sound mind but not so much sound body.”
He then took a cab to the RBC Bank, and handed the teller a note asking for one dollar and medical attention. He quietly took a seat in the lobby and waited for police to arrive.
Since Verone only stole one dollar, he was only charged with larceny. His bail, which he doesn’t plan to pay is set at $2,000, reduced from the normal $100,000. He’s scheduled to see a doctor this Friday, and hopes to get foot surgery, back surgery and to have a protrusion on his check treated.
To me, this is the perfect example of how disturbingly corrupt and unjust our health care system has become under HMO’s. For this man, or any person for that matter, feels that he needs to be imprisoned just to see a doctor, is ridiculous.
This is exactly what I hate about America. Why is it that you can buy an entire house with money you don’t have, but still can’t apply for health care if you don’t meet the requirements? That’s messed up.