#no pb&js for y’all

[lem0nademouth]

i cannot believe diet culture thinking wormed its way into conversations about school lunches (i mean i can but yk) so for all the non americans who are clutching their pearls over what american kids eat for lunch, this is a much more accurate picture than jamie oliver can paint you

box lunch from home - sandwich (pb&j or deli meat & cheese are popular but ultimately its whatever you feel like), fruit (apples, clementines, and grapes seem to be the most common), veggies (carrot sticks, celery sticks, etc) cheese or yogurt, DessertTM (usually fruit snacks but if ur rich then its like actual candy or cookies or something), juice box or water bottle

school lunch - meat based protein, vegetable side, fruit side, small portion of bread or starchy vegetable, carton of milk (skim, 2%, or chocolate), occasional DessertTM

not every school lunch looks like this! but its also not dystopian prison food!

[beenovel]

To my autistic peeps: I thought it would be really fun if we went around and shared our comfort foods! Here’s mine:

Pb&js

Dino nuggets (one specific brand)

Garden salsa sun chips

Applesauce

Grapes (really like green ones but sometimes I’m in the mood for red)

Rice with butter

Peas

Tagging: (please forgive me if you’re not autistic, I just can’t remember who my autistic moots are 😭) @tolkien-fantasy @erosofthepen @bananzer and every autistic person who sees this or follows me! I really want to see y’all’s foods 💛💛💛

[peachrunes]

need to take a poll y’all: with PB&Js do you do peanut butter on both sides (correct) or one (incorrect)

[cicinicole-14]

*sing to the tune of family madrigal from encanto*

🎶so many thoughts I think it’s time for a headcanon roundup (headcanon roundup!)🎶

[apparently the only thing we do in the jolex gc is trauma dump and have hcs. idk what writing is anymore but here y’all go]

It’s been a really tough couple years. With Alex sending her that fucking letter and jo showing up at the hospital calling him out on his bullshit and them reconciling. To izzie’s brain cancer coming back again and this time her not beating it. To jo and Alex working day in and day out, dealing with thousands of miles and handful of states between them through a long distance relationship, a move into Jackson’s old penthouse, the adoption of luna and becoming a family of five in less than two years.

The twins had been enrolled in elementary school in Kansas that year, and Alex jo and izzie had decided they wanted to let them finish their kindergarten year there before moving them to seattle.

Izzie had decided to undergo some chemotherapy but when it had yielded no results, they’d made the move to seattle, hoping that shepherd could find something to help.

She hadn’t and izzie had finally had to let go, saying goodbye to her babies while they were only six years old.

And then the decision to add luna to their family after jo had delivered her during covid, the twins having been enrolled in first grade online due to covid their first official year in seattle.

So when second grade had finally come around and mandates had been lifted, kids were able to return to in person schooling, the twins had been excited to finally meet their friends from last year face to face.

Jo’d been acclimated to helping the twins grieve and everyone in their circle all knew the stories and knew what had happened.

She’d been thrown when she’d arrived home around bedtime, Alex walking down the stairs after getting all three kids down before he looks at her.

“We have a problem and I have no idea what happened but Lex has been upset and said she only wants to talk to you. I barely got her to eat dinner tonight she took about three bites. Will you bring her an uncrustable or something?”

Jo’s mouth opens and closes quickly before she grabs two pb&js from the freezer and books it up the stairs still in her scrubs.

She knocks softly on Alexis’s bedroom door, letting her know she’s coming in. “It’s me, Lex”

She opens the door and peeks in, seeing Alexis’s dark eyes shining in the nightlight lit room. She pads over softly, laying the sandwiches on the nightstand and scooting the girl over on her bed before she slides in next to her, grabbing one of the sandwiches and opening it, taking a bite.

“Dad says you wanted to talk to me?” She says casually.

Alexis doesn’t reply, just plays with the worn pink stuffed cow in her arms.

Jo let’s her sit quietly, knowing she’ll talk in her own time. “How was Lu today? Did she eat her dinner tonight or just throw it on the floor and make daddy clean it up?” She asks, taking another bite.

“She ate, more than me even.”

“Why? Did daddy burn the food?” She knows he didn’t, she’s just trying to get her to talk.

“No.”

“Want a bite?” She asks, offering the uncrustable to her.

Alexis takes the half sandwich that’s left and takes a bite, keeping a hold on it. Jo takes it as a win and grabs the other sandwich, opening it and taking a bite of that one now, realizing she was hungry.

The two eat in silence together, side by side in bed before alexis looks up at jo as she shoves the last bite of uncrustable into her mouth.

“‘Member last week when you helped me with the ‘my family’ picture?” She asks and jo nods.

“I do.” She says, not completely knowing where this was going yet, but trying to follow along.

“Mason said that you can’t be me and lunas mom because we didn’t look ‘like. That you and daddy look like eli so only he’s your kid. And I told him it’s cause my mommy died, and then neveah and peyton called me an orphan and i said that you’re jo, but you’re still the mom.”

Jo rubs a hand over her face, appalled at how brutal some of these kids could truly be.

She could honestly flick all three of them right in the forehead for the comments they made to alexis and how they made her feel.

She takes a deep breath, “I love you.” She says softly, wrapping her arms around the seven year old. “You know that looks don’t make a family. That it doesn’t matter if we have blonde hair or brown hair or blue hair even. It doesn’t matter if we have dark skin or light skin. And after Mom died, I got the privilege to become your mama jo, but regardless of your mom dying, I would always be your family and luna will always be your sister and eli will always be your brother and daddy will always be your dad.”

“I know. It just made me mad that they said you couldn’t be my mom or lunas mom and called me weird because I call you jo. And–and” she starts, getting herself worked up again and starting to tear up.

“You know that it doesn’t matter what you call me or what anyone says, Lex. You’re as much as my child as Luna is or as Eli is. Okay? And if you decide that you want to call me mom in hopes that it might help at school, or anything, I’m fine with that. This is all up to you. But I will be here just like a mom will. I promise you that.”

Alexis looks up at her with watery brown eyes. “Can i call you mama jo then?”

Jo holds her just a smidge tighter, running her hand through Alexis’s long blonde hair, cradling her head against her chest.

“Lex, you call me whatever feels comfortable to you.”

“Luna calls you mama, and eli calls you jo so I put them together, mama jo.”

“I will be mama jo to you, as long as you’ll have me. I’ll email your teachers tomorrow and maybe we’ll send you to school with the ‘that’s their family’ book for show and tell?” she says and Lex nods. “You ready for bed now? It’s way past your bedtime.”

Alexis nods. “Will you read me the family book?”

Jo nods, grabbing it from Alexis’s nightstand and opens it, starting to read to the tune of the Addams family.

Jo finishes the book and closes it, grabbing the sandwich wrappers and slipping out of the bed.

“Night mama jo, love you” she hears the tiny whisper.

“Night, Lex, love you too.”

[icaruswest]

MISSION: 423*PROMETHEUS TIMEFRAME: any time between 2045 and 2200 PAGING: Agent Hades @reignofhades​​

The server comes around to their table with small, little baked somethings and West takes one. It looks like there is cheese on it, which means it should taste good, so West just pops the entire thing into his mouth.

A grave mistake. His noise scrunches up and a dry cough hits West’s throat at the awful, fishy taste. Who the hell made this food and why does it exist? West smiles at the next server that walks by, his mouth still obviously full of food. The second she turns West grabs the nearest towel and spits the entire thing into it. He conspicuously hides it under their table, kicking the napkin into a corner where he is sure that it won’t be found for days. It doesn’t fix the taste in his mouth, and West finishes the rest of his whisky. 

“Why does the food always suck at these event?” West taps his fingers on the rim of his whiskey tumbler, begging for someone to answer him. Hel has since ignored West and his ridiculous antics at the VIP table.  “Hades, do y’all have PB&Js up there? Mini grilled cheeses? Something that doesn’t taste like fish and sandpaper?”

[possums-against-cops]

so as some of y’all know is solar punk action week so here are some of the things i’ve done so far:

-moved all my plants to a sunnier spot in the house and rescued a succulent that got knocked over by a certain orange butthead

-talked my dad into letting me grow corn beans and squash in the front yard

-made a platform for said orange buttheads carrier so he can go outside on adventures with supervision so he doesn’t try to kill anything or get hit by cars

-crocheting a pen pouch and a knickknack pouch

-i did a fail and had to order clothes online with express shipping for a funeral but everyone makes mistakes so that’s my reminder to have clothes on hand for EVERY occasion but not more than you need

-also trying to make myself proper lunches instead of those frozen pb and js in plastic packaging because one for lunch everyday is a lot of plastic

and enjoy a picture of orange butthead

[dafitness4shawn]

Hey all! Tonight I worked out my arms with a focus on biceps. This also another full week of lifting under my belt. I might work out tomorrow since my last non-lifting day (Thursday) was pretty uneventful but we’ll see 😅. No shame resting on a rest day

65lb Barbell Cheat Curls/Drag Curls until Fail x 3

60lb Overhead Cable Tricep Extension 8x3

20lbs Incline Dumbbell Curls 6x3 (Superset w/ Overhead Dumbell Tricep Extension 15lbs 7x3)

15lb Dumbell Trifecta 5x2

100lb Cable Crunches 15x4

Some Knee Raises (I say some because the cable crunches destroyed me)

Post workout I had two PB&Js since I had to get to work. Def planning ok whipping something up after my shift.

Have a good one y’all!

[martymango0]

Come On and Slam! Because We’re Making Jam!

Continuing with Christmas in July, let me tell you about my new skill I acquired this holiday past! 

Y’all have no idea how hard it was to not make Space Jam jokes while I was actually doing this, but it was a surprise so I couldn’t and I was dying

[Image Description: two bags of sugar, a handle of burgundy, four boxes of pectin, and five flats of 8 oz mason jars laid out on a table]

My mom used to make jam pretty regularly, but it takes time & space - neither of which she necessarily had - so it’d been more than a decade since she did it last. However, I wanted to learn & we try to change up the contents of our Christmas gifts somewhat each year (it’s always foods, a mix of favorites & new stuff) so we decided to go for it! 

We send Christmas boxes to over a dozen households every year plus we give to my mom’s coworkers & make sure we have a little left for ourselves, so even giving people only one jar of each flavor we made (and some larger households got more than one) it adds up to a whole bunch of jam! Mom taught me her two tried and true jams - strawberry & triple berry - plus we tried a new recipe for wine jelly!

Rest under the cut because I always take LOTS of process photos

SIDE NOTE: the difference between jam, jelly, preserves, & marmalade is what part(s) of the fruit you use. Jelly is just the juice. Jam & preserves are both crushed fruit but preserves have a higher proportion of fruit. Marmalade uses the rind, which is why you mostly see citrus marmalades.  

One of the big things I learned about jam making is you get a lot of things dirty. Seriously, we used several bowls, measuring cups, the food processor (which, I think this was the first time we’ve used that in this house), both our pasta pots, and the canning pot plus spoons & whatnot.

Probably the hardest part of the whole process was getting the lids back out of the pot! See, you have to sterilize your jars & lids before you put jam in them, or else they won’t preserve properly and that way lies moldy jam & disappointment. The problem was the lids & rings stack into each other - especially the flat lids - and we don’t have particularly grippy tongs & the ones we have have an opening in them just big enough for the rings to slide into & get stuck, so getting just one of each out of a deep pot full of boiling water was... challenging, to say the least.

Other than that, making jam is mostly a matter of diligence & withstanding the heat.

[Image Description: three pots on a stove. the canning pot on the back left burner is very large, black, and has a lid. The pasta pot on the back right burner contains numerous mason jar lids. The pot on the front right burner is red and is empty] 

[Image Description: recipes, a bowl, measuring tools, bags of sugar, and packets of pectin on a kitchen counter] 

I’m not kidding about the heat. We did this in late November & we were in t-shirts & had the back door open & fans running and I was still overwarm. There’s just so much steam going into the air that with three burners on & two people working in a small space it got hot! I have so much respect for the women who did this sort of thing in more clothes in the summer before fans & air conditioning on a much larger scale without the convenience of modern equipment so they’d have food to survive the winter.

We used frozen fruits because it meant less waste since, except for the strawberries, neither Mom nor I are big berry eaters so we didn’t want leftover fresh fruit. It also meant we didn’t have to hull strawberries which saved us time & effort. Plus, using frozen meant we could do this whenever we wanted, not just when the berries were in season.

[Image Description: a woman running a food processor full of red berries] 

You really get a sense of how much sugar is in things when you make it from scratch in a way you just don’t otherwise. 

[Image Description: berries and sugar in a pot on a stove. Behind it is a pot of sterilized jar lids ]

One of the big things when making jam is foaming. Skimming off the foam while leaving the jam was one of my major tasks. It’s always going to foam up a little when you cook it down, but the more foam the less jam you get out of a batch. It’s not an issue with jelly because there you’re just using liquid & sugar, but the air pockets in the fruit pulp cause foaming.

The secret, I learned, to having less foam is to add a tiny bit of butter; the difference in amount of foam was staggering. The butter makes it harder for bubbles to form. We did one batch of each jam without butter because we had a vegan household amoungst our recipients, so I really go to see the difference!

I’ve since learned that processing your fruit & letting it chill overnight also apparently helps reduce foaming, so something to keep in mind the next time I try this.

[Image Description: a pot of jam midway though the process seen from above. Behind it is a pot of sterilized jar lids] 

While you don’t need a canning pot to make jam - or even a food processor, for that matter - GET YOURSELF A CANNING FUNNEL! Seriously. I’m all up on the pro-multitasker/anti-unitasker train when it comes to kitchen tools (my goal in cooking is to make the best tasting food while getting the fewest number of things dirty) but this is an exception. Sure, you can fill jars without one, but you don’t want to. The canning funnel is a gift sent directly from God to save jam makers from hell & I will not hear otherwise. I did one jar without it & am never doing that again.

[Image Description: a red cooking pot of jam next to an open, filled 8 oz mason jar of berry jam and a canning funnel on a counter ]

The final step is processing! Gotta cook all those proteins into tasty, tasty gel.

[Image Description: four 8 oz jars of jam on a rack in a large pot of boiling water] 

[Image Description: about two dozen processed 8 oz jars of jam cooling on towels on a table]

We did the jams first because they took the most work & because we knew those recipes were good. The last thing we did was the wine jelly. It’s made with table wine, specifically burgundy. As someone who doesn’t drink I had no idea who it was going to turn out. Also, buying that large a container of wine was weird.

[Image Description: an almost empty handle of burgundy]

I actually quite like how it turned out! It’s basically grape jelly (duh) but with a bit of a bite to it. I have made the most decadent PB&Js from this stuff; brown bread, peanut butter, & wine jelly make the best sandwich, y,all.

[Image Description: two stacks of sealed USPS flat rate boxes on the floor]

The verdict from my friends & family was overwhelmingly positive, so while we might not do this again this coming holiday, we’ll probably do it again sometime. Plus, I know how to make jam now; I will use these powers for evil good!

[prodekus]

i don’t think we see enough of parenting bkdk tbh. like?? Hello. Please. im not even talking about like. married bkdk thinking abt kids. im talking post-kids. i have two bkdk kids named ame and akira (that i would talk abt WHENEVER if y’all asked me) but like. who gives out ice cream? who says “fuck” too much and the kids start saying it, or the kids tell them “language!”

which parent knows all the kids’ favorite tv shows’ themes. and WHICH PARENT screams at the top of the lungs with the kids. like u KNOW that deku always watched those american tv shows, and u KNOW that he lets his kids watch them, too. but does he scream the themes? he knows them. but who screams it. Who.

which one lets their kids get social media but gets personal ones to watch over them. like pfbt yeah professional instagram, twitter, snapchat - but personal? PERSONAL SOCIAL MEDIA? PHOTOBOMBING? “dad we gotta go” “hold on snapchat has a new filter” “oh my god, DAD”

competitive pb&js. don’t even breathe in my direction if u think bkdk hasn’t gotten competitive over making the BEST and FASTEST pb&j. bonus if they have two kids and its evenly split. good ole gag of bribing your children to vote for you.

deku: im going to work ame: wait deku: yes ame: dad, and pops, gif or jif deku: jif. obviously bakugou: (yelled from across the house) gif ame: akira: bakugou: deku: deku: IM GOING TO WORK bakugou: WAIT deku: BYE bakugou: DEKU deku: LEAVE ME ALONE, HEATHEN

[thesofritoproject]

Let’s not act like I’m over here eating gourmet things at all times, y’all. 🤷🏽‍♀️ I don’t turn my nose up at enjoying most of the things that I grew up eating, culinary school education under my belt or not. Being a professional cook, the most-asked question I always get is: “what do you cook at home?” and my answer often varies. But it’s usually these items: pizza rolls with ranch dressing. Cereal. Ramen. More cereal. Popcorn. Random sautéed vegetable scraps. Eggs. More popcorn. PB&Js. Most of us who do cook for a living have empty fridges because we eat at work. 😅 Cooking for y’all and developing recipes is why I keep my fridge full of actual cookable meals. Now, go ahead and pass me the hot sauce for these rolls. 😜 . . . . #sofritoproject #quarantinecuisine #totinospizzarolls #ranchdressing #basicaf #foodblogeats #foodphotos #foodwriter #foodblogging #foodculture #culinaryarts #foodwinewomen #wherewomencook #puertoricanchef #latinachef #womenchefs #browngirlbloggers #personalchef #kitchenlife #shareyourtable #misenplace #onmyplate #inmykitchen #thewayweeat #chsfood #chseats — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/2QS1Hka

[teamfreewill-imagine]

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Ten

Summary: You continue to bond with the Ackles family, and start to spend more time at the Padaleckis after reading through twitter. When Jared and Jensen fly out for AHBL and you stay behind with Gen and Danneel, you start to doubt your parenting capabilities. Words: 4.4k (4.8k with tweets) Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Danneel, JJ, Arrow, Zep, Tom, Shep (mentioned Misha and Mark S) Warnings: angst-y, cliffhanger-y ending Beta: @blacksiren​​ (creds for the insta post)

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Babysitting JJ was the best.

Over your last visits to Austin, you’d built up a good bond with her, and spending a full day with just the two of you was a lot of fun.

She wanted to talk about the baby, and you were surprised at how much knowledge she had on pregnancy.

To be honest, she probably knew more than you did.

You spent the day playing, baking, and watching movies.

You were sure that they usually followed a balanced diet at home, but you figured one day of PB&Js and snacks wouldn’t do too much harm.

You’d both passed out in your bed, after snuggling up to watch Tangled for the third time that day, by the time that Jensen and Danneel came back.

You woke to the sound of a small yawn and stretch, smiling when your eyes opened to see JJ doing just that.

“Mornin’ Tex,” you smiled, sitting up and running your hands through your messy morning hair. “I think I need a shower.”

“Yah, you’re stinky,” she teased, and you laughed, playfully pushing her away.

She giggled, throwing herself into your arms for a hug.

“G’mornin’,” she mumbled, pulling back as she leant down to talk to your stomach. “G’mornin’, Baby Ditto.”

You laughed softly, stroking a hand through her hair to try and tame some of the sleepy mess.

“Baby Ditto isn’t happy with me this morning,” you told her, and she frowned.

“Why not?” she asked, looking between you and your stomach.

“We didn’t eat a single vegetable yesterday, and the baby is used to healthy meals made by Uncle Jared,” you explained, and she nodded.

“Prob’ly not a good idea,” she said, wisely.

“Probably not,” you agreed. “Next time I babysit, we’ll have to have some real food.”

You got out of bed, leading JJ behind you as you made your way through to Jensen and Danneel’s room.

You knocked on the door, letting yourself in when Danneel told you to.

“There’s the sleeping beauties,” she teased as you walked in, and you laughed, betraying yourself by yawning halfway through. “Did y’all sleep all the way through to now?”

“Yeah,” JJ answered, smiling. “Baby Ditto isn’t happy with us because we didn’t eat veggies.”

You bit your lip, closing your eyes so you didn’t have to see Danneel’s reaction.

“Oh, I know,” she laughed. “Didn’t do a good job of hiding the evidence.”

You cringed when you realised what she meant.

You’d meant to tidy up after you’d finished watching the movie, but you’d fallen asleep before you got the chance to clear away the half eaten popcorn and blanket forts.

“I meant to do it, I just-”

“I’m not mad,” she assured you, and you exhaled with relief. “You two looked cute all snuggled up.”

JJ moved further into the room, crawling up onto the bed and sitting beside her mom.

“You saw us?” you asked, and Danneel nodded.

“Had to check on my girls,” she explained, before frowning. “I was gonna put it on instagram, but I figured I’d check with you first.”

You shook your head, clearing your throat.

“I, uh, I haven’t actually taken my phone off of airplane mode,” you admitted. “But post whatever you want.”

You’d had your phone back since the flight, but you weren’t quite brave enough to reconnect to your social media accounts yet.

Danneel nodded, knowing what you meant.

“We can go through twitter together?” she offered. “Jay’s just showering but when he’s out?”

You nodded.

“I could do with a shower, actually,” you told her. “I was on my way to our bathroom, just wanted to deposit JJ.”

“Go get cleaned up,” she smiled. “When you’re ready, we’ll sit down and go through it.”

Your breath was shaky as you nodded again, already getting anxious about seeing the fans��� responses for the first time.

“It’s not as bad as you think,” she promised. “We’ve all got your back.”

You smiled tightly, unable to calm your nerves but knowing you’d have to face the music sooner or later.

You turned to leave for the bathroom you shared with JJ when her voice stopped you.

“Ditto?” she called, and you nodded. “I love you.”

You smiled, warmer this time.

“I love you too, Tex.”

You took a deep breath before following the sounds of the Ackles family chatting to their front room.

The twins were sat in matching baby bouncers as JJ sat in front of them, keeping them entertained.

Danneel and Jensen were sat side by side on one of their comfortable couches, watching their kids with tired but content smiles.

You had your iPad in your hand your phone tucked into your pocket as you stood awkwardly in the doorway.

“You ready?” Jensen asked, taking you by surprise.

You nodded slowly, walking over to them and placing your iPad down on the coffee table.

“As I’ll ever be,” you murmured, sitting on the floor between them.

They shifted so that they were looking over your shoulder as you unlocked your tablet.

You handed it over to Jensen to link you up to the wifi before logging into twitter.

Your notifications were at 99+, your DMs at the same, and your heart in your throat.

“Okay,” you breathed, Danneel resting a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Before we do this, give me a rough percentage.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, voice kind and calming.

“How many of them are assholes?” you asked, looking up at her.

She looked over your head to Jensen, and he sighed.

“Probably about ten,” he told you, and you frowned.

“Ten percent? That’s it?” you asked, and he nodded.

“But the douchebags tend to be the loudest,” Danneel added, and you nodded.

You clicked onto your profile, seeing that your follower count had almost doubled since your last tweet.

The response to that one tweet was insane.

Thousands of replies, over eight thousand retweets, and 36k likes.

“And 10% of these are shitty,” you clarified, and Jensen sighed again.

“You know what people are like,” he murmured as you stared at the screen, not knowing where to start.

“Okay, new plan,” Danneel told you, dropping down on the floor beside you and taking your iPad.

“What are you doing?” you asked, and she clicked on Jensen’s profile.

“You don’t want to see the hate, but you kinda want to see the hate, right?” she asked, knowing exactly what you were thinking.

You didn’t really want to read snide or hateful tweets, but you wanted to know what people were saying, what they might say to you at conventions in the coming months.

“We’ve been… well,” Danneel didn’t know how to continue, so Jensen took over.

“A lot of the cast and families have been firing back,” he admitted, and you raised your eyebrows.

“Jensen-”

“If you say something like ‘you didn’t have to’, I’ll whoop your pregnant ass,” he shot back, and you let out a shocked laugh. “We’re family. We’re happy to do it.”

Arrow started to cry, grabbing all of your attention, JJ’s best efforts doing little to soothe her.

“You can look through my twitter, Jensen’s, Jared’s, Gen’s, Mark’s, Misha’s… you’ll see how many people have your back,” Danneel told you, handing back your iPad and getting to her feet. “Go through it with Jay and I’ll sort out the babies.”

She moved over to the kids, sweeping Arrow up into her arms and leaving JJ with Zep so he didn’t start too.

“Come up here, kiddo,” Jensen told you, patting the seat beside him.

You groaned as you moved. It wasn’t that much of an effort, but you were still semi-reluctant to read through anything and you wanted him to know it.

“Alright, less of that,” he laughed, as you flopped down next to him, your iPad in your lap.

“Let’s get this over with,” you murmured, and he rolled his eyes, taking your iPad and starting to scroll through his recent tweets and replies.

You gasped, looking up from the screen.

“You shouldn't have said that,” you murmured, and he huffed a humourless laugh.

“Yeah, but I did,” he replied, moving on from his page to Jared’s. “Got a lot of shit for it, but if she’s calling herself ‘jensensgirl’ she needs to know it’s not okay to insult my family.”

You leant your head on his shoulder, wanting to thank him but not knowing what to say.

“Here,” he mumbled, showing you Jared’s page.

Jensen continued to navigate twitter, showing you different profiles. The overwhelming sense of support and family amongst the cast far outweighed the sting of the hate.

Danneel walked back into the room, Arrow quietly sniffling in her arms, and you looked up at her, smiling sadly.

“Thank you,” you told her. “For defending me, and for… you know. Everything.”

“It's no big deal,” she assured you, perching on the arm of the couch. “I get people coming for me every time I post, it’s something you get used to.”

Jensen sighed again, locking your iPad and wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“We’ve got you,” he assured you kissing the top of your head as he looked over at his wife. “Post the pictures. It’ll help.”

Danneel nodded, handing her daughter over to you as she pulled out her phone.

You held Arrow in your lap, much the same as you had the last time you visited. You sat back against the couch cushions, your thighs pressed together and Arrow lying comfortably on your legs.

Her little hands reached up to you, and you let her grab onto your index fingers, holding them tightly in tiny fists.

“What do you mean, ‘it'll help’?” you asked, smiling down at Arrow to keep her entertained, the little girl never failing to bring a smile to your face anyway.

“We figured that your relationship with our kids, and with Tom and Shep, would be a good way to get people on board,” Danneel explained, posting something that made your iPad glow with a tag notification. “It's the best way to show that we’re a unit.”

“You saw the reaction after Dee posted at the airport,” Jensen added, and you nodded. “It solidified you as part of our family. We’re just keeping that up.”

You spent the rest of the morning with Arrow in your lap or your arms, bonding with the little girl and keeping her entertained.

After lunch, JJ announced that she wanted to invite Tom and Shep round.

Danneel agreed, shooting off a text to Gen and asking if the boys wanted to come over. Unsurprisingly, the answer was yes.

“I’ll go pick them up, you can come with me and stay at theirs,” Jensen offered. “I could do with a walk.”

You agreed, deciding to get changed into something less ‘I hadn’t planned on leaving the house today’ chic. You hadn’t spent time with the two of them alone since moving back down to Austin on Saturday and, seeing as it was Monday already, you figured you should look like you’d made a bit of an effort.

The walk was nice. It really wasn’t far, but the sun was shining and there was a cool breeze, making the streets and houses look even more beautiful than they already were.

Tom and Shep were ready, waiting by the door as you walked up the driveway to the Padalecki house.

“Alright, kiddos, who’s going on Uncle Jensen’s shoulders?” Jensen asked as they rushed towards the two of you.

“I am,” Shep grinned, and Tom nodded in agreement.

“I’m walkin’,” he told you, and you smiled, ruffling his hair.

“You gonna be good for Uncle Jay?” you asked, and they both nodded.

Jensen picked up Shep with ease, depositing him on his shoulders in a practiced movement. Shep’s hands rested on Jensen’s head as he grinned down at you from his new height.

“See you later, boys,” you told them as Tom took Jensen’s hand without complaint.

“Bye Auntie Y/N,” they replied in unison.

You watched them walk down the driveway before turning to knock on the door.

Gen answered with a grin on her face.

“Hey there, Ditto,” she smiled, pulling you into a hug.

You laughed softly, hugging back and revelling in the familiarity of the greeting.

“How do you know that name?” you asked, and she huffed an amused laugh.

“Check Instagram,” she told you, pulling back and leading you further into the house.

You pulled out your phone as you walked towards the front room, opening the notification from Danneel and smiling at what you saw.

“Ditto daycare,” you laughed, tucking your phone away. “That’s cute.”

“I’m glad you’re settling in over there,” Gen told you, smiling teasingly. “Don’t forget about us, though.”

“Trust me,” you grinned, “I’m not forgetting about you in a hurry.”

She smiled, taking your hand and tugging gently to stop you just before you reached the doorway, turning you towards her.

She leant up slightly, catching your lips in a soft kiss.

You kissed back, feeling her smile against your lips as she pulled back.

She squeezed your hand before letting go, instead carding her fingers into your hair and bringing you into another kiss.

Kissing Genevieve was always different than kissing Jared. Her lips were softer, fuller, yet she kissed with more finesse and control than her husband ever did. With Gen, you knew who was in control, and it certainly wasn't you.

“I wondered what was taking you so long.”

Jared’s voice broke the two of you apart, and you rolled your lips together awkwardly as Gen just smiled up at him.

“Come on, you two. The movie’s ready,” he continued, reaching a hand out to you.

“Oh, yeah, we’re watching a movie,” Gen told you as you linked fingers with Jared. “We didn’t get a chance to see it at the theatre so I promised we’d watch it before he and Jensen leave for Australia.”

“Rogue One,” Jared confirmed. “Figured you might enjoy it too.”

You smiled, nodding.

Jared and Jensen were set to fly out on Thursday for All Hell Breaks Loose, but you were staying behind. Originally, you were scheduled to go as well but, seeing as you were to be in Europe the week after for Asylum and then Jus In Bello, you figured it would be better for you to stay back on this one. That much travelling would be tiring, so you’d be staying in Europe between the two cons, meeting the Padaleckis once you got to Rome rather than taking the trip back to Austin for the sake of a few days.

“I’ll go get some popcorn,” Gen suggested, and Jared shook his head.

“Not for Y/N,” he stated, pulling you towards him and wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.

“Yeah, Baby Ditto can’t handle my shitty food habits,” you laughed slightly, leaning back into Jared.

“I’ll find you something else, sweetie,” she promised, winking. “You go on through and I’ll join you.”

Jared lead you into the front room, sitting himself down in his previous position on the couch.

“Where was Gen sitting?” you asked, not wanting to steal her spot.

He shook his head, pulling you down into his lap.

“She was getting the boys ready,” he explained, holding your waist. “You can sit where you want.”

You shifted in his lap, the position he’d pulled you into a little uncomfortable as you sat facing him.

“You know, this isn’t an official seat,” you murmured, and he shrugged, leaning in for a kiss.

You allowed yourself to kiss back, appreciating the feeling of his three-day stubble against your skin.

Pulling back, you slipped off of his lap onto the couch beside him, facing the TV that was waiting patiently on the title screen.

Jared’s arm wrapped around your shoulders, tucking you into his side and placing a kiss to your temple.

“How are you settling in down here?” he asked while you waited for Gen to return.

You smiled, leaning further into him.

“It feels like home.”

The movie ended, but admittedly you’d all stopped paying attention half way through in order to partake in a different, arguably more fun, activity after days apart - weeks, in the case of you and Genevieve.

“You should’ve brought a change of clothes,” Jared teased as Gen looked through her wardrobe for something for you to wear.

“You shouldn’t have ripped my shirt,” you retorted, fastening your bra.

He smirked, crossing over to you and dropping to his knees in front of you, running his hands over your slight bump as you stood in your underwear.

“I can’t believe I have to be away from you for two weeks,” he murmured.

“Six days,” you corrected. “Then a day together. Then six more apart.”

“I don’t see how that’s any better,” he commented, and you sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“But then we all get a proper vacation,” you reminded him, “In Rome. With Gen and the boys.”

He nodded, placing a kiss to your stomach as Gen returned - fully dressed - with some clothes for you.

“Danneel just called,” she told you as Jared got to his feet, handing you a loose tank and zip up sweater. “JJ won’t go to sleep while our boys are there and before she’s had one of ‘Ditto’s sleep-time stories’.”

“So much for staying the night,” Jared grumbled, and you sighed as you got dressed.

“I accidently imprinted on JJ,” you admitted. “I love the kid, I can’t leave her hanging just to sleep with you. Again.”

Jared huffed, and Gen backhanded his chest in chastisement.

He sighed, finally putting his shirt back on as you zipped up the sweater.

Gen walked towards you, brushing your hair back from your shoulders.

“You’re gonna be a great mom,” she told you, kissing you softly.

You sighed, shrugging.

“If this baby comes out as a three year old, I’ll be fine,” you murmured, and she shook her head.

“You’ll get a hang of the baby stuff the more time you spend with the twins,” she promised, waiting for you to nod before stepping back.

You picked up your ripped shirt from the floor, sighing as you folded it over your arm, slipping into your shoes.

“I’ll walk you back and pick up the boys,” Gen told you, looking up at Jared, who still hadn’t put his pants back on. “Mr. Petulant can stay here and sulk.”

You laughed softly, and Jared rolled his eyes.

“You don’t like it when she leaves, either,” he pointed out, and Gen smiled as you raised an eyebrow at her.

“I mean… can you blame me?” she teased, and you laughed again. “But you’ve got a real family now, with them and us. I’m not about to disrupt what’s working.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow anyway,” you reminded Jared, and he nodded.

“And Wednesday?” he asked, and you smiled.

“And on the way to the airport on Thursday,” you confirmed as Gen began to leave the room, holding her hand out to you.

Jared sprung into action, leaning down to kiss you softly before doing the same to his wife.

“Be safe,” he told you, and Gen scoffed.

“It’s not even dark out yet,” she reminded him and he shook his head, looking at your joined hands.

“That’s not what I meant,” he murmured.

“We’re not gonna hold hands in public,” you assured him, squeezing Gen’s hand and lifting it up to emphasise your point. “Besides, girls hold hands all the time. And it’s not like they can accuse Gen of being the baby daddy.”

That made the two of them laugh, and you smiled, happy to ease the tension.

Gen lead you from the room, stopping in the hallway to slip into a pair of flats.

“See you tomorrow,” you called back into the house, Jared appearing around the doorway and smiling sadly, his jeans in his hands.

“Tomorrow,” he confirmed as you reached the front door. “Oh, and girls?”

You both turned to face him, waiting for him to continue.

“I had fun.”

You huffed a small laugh as Gen looked at you, a glint in her eye.

“Yeah. Me too.”

One thing you hadn’t realised about the Padackles family was that, when Jared and Jensen were away at conventions, Genevieve and Danneel pretty much moved in together.

You didn’t know if this was how it was when you were in Vancouver but, that weekend, after you’d dropped the husbands off at the airport, all of you went back to the Ackles house.

Seeing as Danneel had the younger children, that was the house they both resided in during the day, Genevieve offering help with the babies or with entertaining the older kids.

Gen’s advice about spending time with the twins was right, to an extent.

The more time you spent with them, the more you bonded - in the sense that they smiled at you while you held them or helped Gen or Danneel change their diapers - but you still hadn’t got the hang of some of the simple things on your own.

It was Saturday afternoon, the nine of you in the garden while the older kids played with the dogs, and you were holding Zeppelin when you realised that he needed changing.

“You think you can handle it?” Danneel asked, and you bit your lip.

“She’s got it,” Gen insisted, smiling kindly. “Confidence is key, if you act like you know what you’re doing, he’ll be calm and it’ll get done.”

You nodded, bouncing Zep on your hip lightly as you walked back into the house, to the changing table.

“Call if you need us!” Danneel told you, and you let out a sigh, looking down at a frowning baby boy.

“I’ve got this, right?” you asked him, laying him down on the table. “I’ve seen them do this tons of times. I’ve got this.”

He didn’t look convinced, but you couldn’t blame him.

Sure, you knew the logistics of what you were doing, but knowledge and application were two very different things.

“Hey, it’s okay,” you insisted when Zeppelin started to pout. “We’re in this together, huh?”

You got out a fresh diaper and the fancy, perfume-free baby wipes Danneel uses before attempting to remove his pants.

“These first,” you reminded yourself, taking off the precious little shoes that probably cost more than the sneakers you were wearing. “Can’t get your pants off if you’ve got your booties on.”

Your words were light but the delivery was heavy with anxiety.

Your heart was pounding unnecessarily fast as you tried to steady your shaking hands.

Zeppelin’s lip started to quiver when you finally got his pants off of his little legs.

“Oh, no, Zeppy, it’s fine,” you assured him, not believing yourself. “We can do this, right, buddy?”

He sniffed in a breath and you realised that this was it, he was going to cry.

“Shit,” you murmured as the first wails started. “Shh, it’s okay. It’s okay, everything’s fine.”

You didn’t believe a word you were saying, and the rising volume of his cries told you that he felt the same.

You were out of your depth, but you stubbornly refused to call for help.

Help wasn’t going to come when you were alone in Vancouver while Jared was filming, so you weren’t going to ask for it now.

You kept talking to Zeppelin as you managed to get him out of the used diaper, but wiping him clean proved to be a challenge neither of you would enjoy.

He was wriggling around, trying to get away from the wipe and go free.

“Come on, buddy,” you begged, feeling tears prickle behind your eyes. “Please.”

He let out an almighty shriek, and you looked up to see Danneel in the doorway.

“Don’t cry,” she soothed, crossing quickly to hug you. “It’s okay, you’re okay. I’ll help.”

“He- I- he keeps crying,” you sniffed, pulling back and looking down at him, still naked from the waist down where you hadn’t been able to get his diaper back on. “I didn’t want-”

“It’s okay,” she assured you, squeezing your shoulder with one hand and smoothing her son’s hair down with the other. “I’ll sort him out. Can you make me up a bottle for Arrow?”

“I think so,” you nodded, leaving for the kitchen without another word.

You knew from observing Danneel for the past few days where everything was kept in their cupboards, so you got out a bottle and the formula without trouble.

The instructions for the formula were written on the packet, so you knew you’d be able to make it right so long as you followed them perfectly.

Your hands fumbled with opening the bottle, unable to remove the top.

Your vision was still clouded by tears, your hands still shaking, so you took a second to try and compose yourself.

“I can do this,” you murmured, picking up the bottle in persistently quivering hands and attempting to get it open again. “I can do this.”

It must have been easier than you were making it - a knack to opening it that you just hadn’t grasped yet - but the longer you tried, the harder it was.

“I can do this,” you told yourself through tears, louder this time. “I can fucking do this.”

“Hey.”

Danneel’s voice surprised you, but you didn’t turn to face her.

“Sweetie, I can help.”

“No,” you snapped, trying to force the top off of the bottle. “I can do it. It’s just a fucking bottle.”

“It’s okay,” she soothed, and you heard her walking closer.

Your hands were shaking even more while tears started to stream down your cheeks, as you tried and failed once more.

With a yell, you threw the bottle against the counter, the top finally coming off in your bout of rage.

“I can’t fucking do it!” you shouted as Danneel pulled you into a hug, your arms pressed to your sides as she wrapped hers around your shoulders. “I can’t do any of it!”

“Hey,” she murmured, a hand coming to the back of your head and pressing your face into her neck as she hugged you close. “Stop that. You’re gonna be fine.”

“I’m not,” you sniffed, pulling back and out of her hold. “I’m not. I don’t know why I thought I could do this. I’m- I- I can’t!”

“You can,” she insisted, reaching for your hands and squeezing them reassuringly. “You’ll get it.”

“I won’t,” you shot back, clenching your eyes shut as you shook your head. “I can’t do it. I can’t be a mom. What if- what if this baby ends up like me? What if-”

You cut yourself off with a choked sob.

“What if, what?” she asked, gently.

You took a shaky breath, opening your eyes and meeting her gaze.

“What if I turn out like my mom?”

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Duggar Sims: Jessa and Ben

It’s a lazy Sunday morning at the Seewald house, and Jessa makes some PB&Js for her and Ben while he feeds the boys. It’s time for some coparenting y’all!

He even does laundry!

Henry is technically a toddler here, because when you create a household you can’t add babies. I think I did a good job of making him look like an infant though.

Spurge is the cutest baby I have ever created!!! This is what I call the brown bear outfit. I adore matching twin boys in the two different colors for this outfit (the other one is black bear)

Looks like Ben has a wish to go to Egypt! Let’s pretend it’s Israel and he wants to visit Jerusalem.

And Jessa wants to go to France! Second honeymoon, perhaps?

Playtime!

The Seewalds do some vogueing before going into the City Hall for their family portrait.

And now a walk in the snow down the street to the restaurant for dinner.

While they’re eating, I get fed up with this house layout. The boys barely have any toys and they’re all scattered in the living room. I revamp the house a bit, which will explain why things are a bit different in the rest of the screenshots.

Bed time! I’m having fun playing them because I love babies, so let’s go another day.

Jessa gets up a little bit early to make breakfast for Ben before his first day of work. Not out of wifely duty, but because she loves him.

Unfortunately, the boys are Mega Mad that their breakfasts are late and Jessa has to feed them before she can eat. 

After he eats, Henry throws a fit because he isn’t immediately entertained. I make him go to the bathroom and then he’s happier.

No Spurgeon!! I will not get you your own block set! You can play with another toy, or share with your brother.

Through the window, I spot Marcus making a mad dash away from Anna. Break free, kid!

Back inside, Jessa stands here for a good hour, refusing to do laundry. I give up and plan to have Ben do it when he gets home.

Instead, Jessa reads a book to Spurgeon. After Ben gets home, she’ll go to the bookstore to get more educational books for him.

While Jessa is out at the bookstore, Ben pulls a Dad Move and reads the paper in his armchair.

So because I’m a reader and writer, I often come up with little dialogues in my head when I’m playing sims. Here’s how this one went:

Ben: “Hey Jessa, the toilet in the downstairs bathroom is really gross.”

Jessa: “Why didn’t you clean it up then?”

Ben: “Jess, I had a long day at work and I just wanted to shower.”

Jessa: “Fine. I’ll take care of it.”

Spurgeon Elliot Seewald! It is time for bed, not playing! Now Jessa has to cancel all of her lined up actions so you can get to bed on time!

The kids are finally in bed. Jessa is cleaning up the house and Ben sets on repairing the shower Jessa broke earlier. A wild horse strolls through the yard, possibly to the hay in Jana and JD’s yard next door.

For once, the wife is in bed before the husband as Ben finishes up work on the shower. Jessa will have to mop it up in the morning, but she can rest easy for now. See you later, Seewalds!

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Voyage Dallas Bounce Back Strong Campaign

Given the unprecedented economic impact of the Covid-19 health crisis, we think it’s more important than ever to encourage our communities to support small businesses, mom-and-pops, independent artists, creatives and makers and help them bounce back strong.

Often people want to buy from and support local entrepreneurs and makers but don’t know how.  They might want to get in shape but don’t know how to learn about non-chain gym fitness options.  They might want family portraits but don’t know how to find the right photographer.  The Bounce Back Strong Campaign is about highlighting local businesses, creatives and makers, because learning about the local options is the first step someone can take towards supporting them.

Maya Modi | Artist + Creative Entreprenuer

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Hey y’all! I’m Maya and I have a tripod rescue kitty named Kiwi. Together, we create DIY Watercolor Kits- a workshop to-go! During Covid 19, I was able to sell thousands of kits all over the country to people stuck in quarantine! I love providing a service that activates individual creativity during this stressful and anxiety-driven time!

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Stephanie Magilow | Owner of Jammit Jam

My name is Stephanie Magilow and I’m the owner and creator of Jammit Jam. We produce low-sugar jams that are full of amazing flavor combinations. We call these our “Beyond Toast” jams because we encourage our customers to cook with them too and have great ideas on the back of every label. We love to add them to cheeseboards, glaze them on meats, use them as dessert ingredients, and of course they are delicious on toast and PB&Js too. Our current flavors are Apple Cinnamon Bourbon, Blueberry Balsamic Black Pepper, Cherry Clove Cabernet, Peach Thyme Prosecco, Raspberry Ginger Stout and Garlic Pepper Jelly. We also carry a line of caramel sauces too – Bourbon Vanilla Bean Sea Salt Caramel Sauce (made with real vanilla beans – you can see the caviar in every spoonful) and a Mexican Chocolate Caramel Sauce (made with dark chocolate, cinnamon, vanilla, and a bit of heat). Most of our jams are only 6-7 grams of sugar per tablespoon, and all of our products are made with all real, clean-label ingredients…no preservatives. We started our business in 2014 and are nationwide now, mainly in specialty grocers, gift shops, and wine and cheeseshops. We are passionate about food and sharing recipe ideas on Instagram and Facebook.

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  Bria Rogers | Owner/Curator of GoldenPyramidSunnies

My name is Bria Rogers and I love art. All of it. I come from a small town in Texas with a strong German/European influence that comes from my mother. I started traveling at a very young age to see my family overseas and fell in love with fashion, anything antique and places that were extremely beautiful. Fashion in Europe was so different than in small town, Texas where I grew up. I always admired my mom’s eyewear fashion she had accumulated over the years on her trips. I myself, started collecting vintage eyewear avidly when my mother passed down her (now vintage) collection to me. I kept finding pieces, or like I like to think…they found me! I eventually had a beautiful collection of frames and sunglasses from all over the world..each with a story we will never know. Owning anything vintage���it’s owning a piece of history and in some cases, someone else’s history. It’s as beautiful as the colors that make up the eyewear themselves. I decided to share the beauty and my talent for finding it in 2017 when I created GoldenPyramidSunnies. Each pair in my vintage online collection is curated and chosen by me. I only choose to sell eyewear that speaks to me and screams, “STATEMENT PIECE OVER HERE HONEY!” I want to provide eyewear that can be brought to life again and vice verse. It’s more than fashion. It’s a whole vibe. xxx- Bria

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Beary Fluffy Friends | Mobile Stuffing Company

Beary Fluffy Friends Mobile Stuffing Company, LLC was started by two mom BFFs to give kids big and small, no matter the age, the chance to create their very own stuffed animal or as we call it, a Beary Fluffy Friend (BFF). We offer pre-stuffed animals and hand stuffing kits, complete with everything you need to make your new BFF. You can even record your voice or favorite song and put it inside your new BFF! How cool is that? We also have a large selection of outfits and costumes for your new BFF. You can purchase a BFF for yourself, a child, grandchild, parent, grandparent, friend or anyone else you think might enjoy one. Check out our website, Facebook and instagram pages.

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  Jennifer Dickson | Nurse Leader & Entrepreneur

Hello! My company SITTERNEEDED is owned and operated by me, a local DFW mom and nurse.

We help families with childcare needs such as extra hands while working from home. Our company is unique in that we exclusively hire and train nursing students as our sitters. They are students in good-standing who are CPR certified, background checked and drug screened. Our team is also following infection prevention precautions and works closely with the family to create a safe environment. As a proud nurse, I want to provide families with a trusted and professional option and I want to mentor and help mentor our future nurses. Recent months have challenged us all in so many ways. Therefore, we have waived our membership fees and created reduced weekly plans to help as much as possible. Please feel free to call me directly at (972) 749-9911 for any questions I can answer. I’d love to see how we can help!

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Image Credits: Jeremy Armstrong

  Hi! I’m Kendra Armstrong a mom, wife, blogger and stylist. I run a blog where I share my recommendations, experiences and values with my audience and I also use my social media channels to promote as well! I think  I have a growing and loyal following and I’m often asked for recommendations and suggestions! I’d love to help highlight and encourage our communities to give back so that we can bounce back strong! Thank you so much!

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  Lori Vann | International Authority on the Treatment of Non-Suicidal Self-Injury

Most people avoid pain, so when people actively seek it out as a way to cope with their stress it can create a lot of questions. The majority of treatment providers are not well-versed in the 20+ forms of Non-Suicidal Self-Injury (NSSI) and often do not respond in the most therapeutic manner. However, there are those practitioners who have dedicated their professional career to researching, treating, training others, and educating the community about this misunderstood behavior that is significantly more common than what people realize. Lori Vann has directly counseled over 520 cases of self-injury, trained over 1000 professionals, written four books on the topic, developed a curriculum for school districts & treatment centers, and offers the longest-running, exclusively NSSI support groups for teen girls, women who self-injure, and the caregivers of those who self-harm in all of North Texas, and perhaps, the State. Her passion to educate the community and help those who choose injury as a way to cope is evident. She is regarded as an International Authority on the topic. Recently, she started a private Facebook group to post insights, answer questions, serve as a safe place for those who want to know more or be supported, and those who want to be better educated. Check out NSSI: Non-Suicidal Self-Injury FB group and answer the 3 questions to join. https://www.facebook.com/groups/289208102223000/?source_id=598877876826770

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  Devin Connelly | Video Production & Photography

My name is Devin Connelly with Ethos Media. I’ve been operating in the D/FW since 2013 employing a variety of industry freelance professionals all throughout the company’s history. Our staple service is video production for just about any type of project ranging from studio work to outdoor event coverage.

We’ve helped several inventors get their crowdfunding campaigns off the ground, highlighted a number of community events and non-profit organizations, and worked with businesses on live streaming and a host of promotional content. I’d say what’s special about our business is the ability to be comprehensive when it comes to creating digital tools to get the word out. Traditional video is one thing, but we frequently have combined that with traditional photography and even 360 content as well, which enables viewers to look at a video or photo in any direction. Like many in our industry, we’ve taken a hit from COVID-19 due to the shutdown of all events as well as the economic shutdown which has caused many organizations to tighten up their operating budgets. We look forward to being able to bounce back strong soon and welcome the opportunity to help other businesses bring their content to professional video with a plan on how to use it effectively with their target market.

https://www.ethosmedia.net

https://www.linkedin.com/company/ethos_media

https://www.instagram.com/ethos_media_productions/

https://www.youtube.com/c/ethosmediachannel

https://www.facebook.com/ethosmediaproductions/

  Lisa H Harrington

I have four resources right now that could make a difference for local businesses. A couple of them are at no charge!

1. www.Vistage.com: Vistage has opened a great number of resources to the public at no charge. The research department has compiled hundreds of documents, webinars and more to help you navigate stormy waters. Webinars with authors such as Patrick Lencioni & Jim Collins, information about PPP loans and subsequent forgiveness, how to handle remote workforce and much more are available. https://www.vistage.com/leading-in-challenging-times/

2. www.Successinkind.org: This is a new organization out of DFW that is helping match client needs with pro bono coaching resources. Founder Susan Shapiro has set this up so that you can answer a few questions on the website and she will match you to the appropriate coach or consultant in the area. I strongly encourage you to take a look & bookmark this site.

3. Strategy Workshops: I have developed, over the last 20 years, a concise strategy workshop that has helped many people build a solid foundation for their business that will drive them forward into the future. This is now available via Zoom. There has never been a better time to re-calibrate your strategic plan if you have one, and to get one going if you don’t. Since we know that only about 20% of American businesses have a strategic plan, you’re ahead of the game just by having this important conversation.

4. CEO Peer Groups: Vistage membership has never been more valuable. I facilitate the only two groups in the Mid-Cities, Texas area. Please call me if you’d like to know more about why the average Vistage member stays with us for 5-7 years!

www.LHHstrategy.com

www.linkedin.com/in/lisahharrington

  Daphne Moon | Priestess, Yogi & DOW Board Member

In addition to her non-profit work, yoga instruction and Spiritual Development work, Daphne and her husband Gregg own Demeter’s Den – an online Apothecary with a witchy, irreverent twist. With items like Calm Your Tits, Witch! Tea and Chill the F*ck Out, Honey! (Herbal infused honey for insomnia and anxiety) you’re sure to find something that makes you smile. She also offers 100% organic and handmade bath and body care products and more! She is offering VoyageDallas readers 10% off orders of $40 or more with the coupon code CHILLAF

www.demetersden.net

@priestessdaphnemoon @demetersdenwitchery

Www.youtube.com/channel/UCjBgP01YhPuQ_Gv14FenrjA

www.facebook.com/priestessdaphnemoon www.facebook.com/demetersdenwitchery

La Juana (LJ) Chambers Lawson | Opportunities to grow and pivot your business are aplenty. Though choosing which opportunities to pursue and leverage is a strategic endeavor that we at Tacit Growth Strategies are happy to guide you through.

Image Credits: Photo of La Juana (LJ) Chambers Lawson of Tacit Growth Strategies, also known as TGS: The PM Firm; Photo credit to Heather Stille of Stille Photography.

We at Tacit Growth Strategies are proud to announce that we have grossed more than $120,000 in profit and savings for our clients, better known as Tacit Growers, to date in the year 2020. In fulfillment of our mission to strategically grow a network of better business, we are growing our firm of Consultants and SMEs all summer and year long in order to serve our Tacit Growers faster and more effectively. Life is easier with Tacit Growers! #growthistacit

https://growthistacit.com/

https://www.linkedin.com/company/tacit-growth-strategies-llc/

http://instagram.com/growthistacit

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcEybc4OEMzDIwwwH24j1OA

https://www.yelp.com/biz/tacit-growth-strategies-llc-san-antonio

Real Management Talk with LJ and Jocelyn podcast: https://anchor.fm/real-mgmt-talk-lj-jocelyn/episodes/Real-Management-Talk-with-LJ-and-Jocelyn—Episode-1-Knowing-Your-Worth—Not-Undervaluing-Your-Contribution-eeu4d9

https://www.facebook.com/growthistacit/

  April Roache | Author & Entrepreneur

My Name is April Roache. I am the owner of Helena’s Collection, Locs of Luv Haircare and Author of 2 mental health journals for men and women. Helena’s Collection started as a custom handmade jewelry Company, then I decided to have unique purses, I refurbished Furniture (when Requested), and I have women’s clothing, and sometimes shoes. Being an entrepreneur and trying to fund you a business solo wow still maintaining regular household bills and just other necessities can become very draining. I honestly feel like I lack customers from time to time simply because my name is not out there the way it should be. Even if you choose not to purchase from me, head over to my website and check me out and refer me to someone you feel will love to purchase from me.

www.helenascollection.com

@helenascollection

Instagram: @myhealing_journal

Gabriela Yvonne | AI Behavioral Analyst & Product Formulator

Hi there, I am Gabriela Yvonne and I am a product formulator for my skincare brand Mint n Coco, an AI behavioral analyst, and a dance choreographer on my free time. As a product formulator, I carefully craft skincare formulas that are made with clean ingredients while also remaining effective and versatile. Having a science and research background, I have been able to formulate personal care products that people can feel good about using because they’re safe. So many ingredients fly under the radar, and are usually ineffective or possibly causing more harm than good. I wanted to bridge that gap in what is being used in skincare or body care and make a brand that is transparent with what we use, and entirely unique in its own way. Though my team is quite small, we each are able to wear different hats and create products and run a brand that we are truly proud of. The foundation of the brand is transparency and inclusivity. We want people who might otherwise be excluded from access to high quality products, be able to have access. We want to represent different types of people and also take great care of our planet with how we create these products. I really enjoy being innovative with what I am creating and have grown to have an amazing customer base.

www.mintncoco.shop

@mintn_coco

  L B | Owner & Creative behind the Brand

I was a teenage parent who ended up dropping out of college and getting lost in life! I realized I had more to offer this world and my family and decided to make a change and stop giving up! I had always had a passion for creating and structure so I creatively constructed Ben Haited to impact generations well after I’m gone! Ben Haited stands for anyone trying to better themselves against the hate of society! Empowering to never give up and reminding them of their importance via motivational post and merchandise!

Benhaited.com

@ben_haited

  Rishika Kapoor | Periodontist

As board-certified periodontists located in Dallas, Irving, Keller and Fort Worth, TX, the practitioners at PerioLife have served the Dallas- Fort Worth community as specialists in oral health and wellness since 2001. Staffed with renowned and acclaimed periodontists, the team at PerioLife offers specialized treatments to treat gum disease, replace missing teeth, and aesthetically enhance your smile.

PerioLife specializes in periodontics, dental implants, and helping you look and feel your best. Through the use of conservative and surgical treatments, they enable you to rediscover the comfort and confidence needed to eat, speak, laugh, and enjoy life. Whether you need treatment for gum disease, wisdom teeth extraction, gum grafting, bone regeneration, dental implants, or scaling and root planing, if you’re in the Dallas, Keller, Irving, or Fort Worth area, call us at 972-869-9393 or book an appointment online at periolife.com!

periolife.com

@periolife.periodontics

https://www.yelp.com/biz/periolife-dallas

https://www.facebook.com/PerioLife/

Carlos Harleaux | Poet, Author, & Publisher

Image Credits: Photography by Chris Booth (Mr. FotoBooth)

  Hello, My name is Carlos Harleaux and I am a poet, author, and publisher.

As an author, I have released 11 books (7 poetry books and 4 novels). My latest releases are an anniversary edition of my poetry book, Hindsight 20/20 (with a new cover and 20 new poems/essays), and Only for One Night (a joint novel with Akela Renae, about a pastor and first lady who live a double life).

My books and all books released under 7th Sign Publishing are available on my website at peauxeticexpressions.com/shop. Although I typically make many connections through in-person events, I also enjoy interacting with readers online who are looking for a release and escape during these uncertain times.

As a publisher, 7th Sign Publishing is available to assist authors to get their books to the printed stage. To date, 7th Sign has published over 20 books in 7 years.

peauxeticexpressions.com

https://www.linkedin.com/in/carlos-harleaux/

https://www.instagram.com/peauxetic/

https://www.youtube.com/DaPhrozenOne

https://www.facebook.com/carlos.harleaux

Eliger Crenshaw | Clarity Coach and Marketing specialist

Good day, my people hope everyone is doing well… Eliger Crenshaw here but feel free to call me Clarity coach EJ 🤘. I just wanted to spread the word about one of the many services that my company offers. Have you ever wanted your own cartoon character or cartoon animation promo?👀 Of course, you have we are all still kids on the inside and everyone loves cartoons😁 but did you know it’s actually a very effective way of creating awareness? Being in a world with so many things demanding attention sometimes it can be a struggle just trying to get people to pay attention to your brand and your brand”s greatness. well, one thing I can tell you as a marketing coach and marketing specialist is that using animation is a sure way of getting attention, from there you can mention your message, service, or value, it’s actually a very effective marketing technique! My company offers many services that are effective for building and scaling your brand and we love what we do. Need more info or want to see examples of our work, let’s chat we actually have a social media cartoon promo special that you would love.

DallyWoodtalentagency.com

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Jessica Martinez | Barber

Hi my name is Jess. I’m currently a Barber in Main Street Barbershop in The Colony Tx 75056. Ever since Covid 19 started, it has affected us all. From our families to our jobs. Unfortunately it has taken a toll especially in small local business. Some business owners have even had to shut down their life long dream. Due to this virus. For us Barbers, we make an impact in our community. Not only do we give haircuts to our clients, but we build friendships as well. We make sure we sanitize after every client that’s been in our chair. Just because this virus is out there, doesn’t mean we drop ever and stop living. However, by using safe precautions we can still maintain our daily lives.

http://121barber.booksy.com/

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https://m.yelp.com/biz/main-street-barbershop-the-colony

https://m.facebook.com/barber121/

  Lauren Farmer | Owner / Master Esthetician

My name is Lauren Farmer and I am the owner/ Esthetican at Blush N Beauty Spa in Dallas, TX. I absolutely love this industry and it is my true passion to help others with skincare and feeling amazing about themselves. I have been in skincare for over 10 years and have enjoyed every second of it! I offer a variety of skincare treatments from acne, anti aging to pigmentation and even skin tightening. My skincare line which I private label is Paraben & Sulfate free so I offer clean skincare for both treatments and at home regime which I think is extremely important to our health & environment. I also offer waxing, lash lift, fibroblast skin tightening, microneedling, and laser lipo treatments. I am a one stop shop for all of your skin and body needs!

www.blushnbeautyspa.com

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Blush N Beauty Spa

Tonya Harrison | Business Owner & Registered Nurse

Image Credits: Creative Director: Tonya Harrison Products: iSOCiETY COSMETICS Studio/Photographer: Portraits By Ajax/Ajax Rodriguez MUA: Starza Model: Jessi Sallinger Wardrobe Design: Tonya Harrison

  THE FUTURE OF COSMETICS HAS ARRIVED! WE ARE THE VISIONARY COSMETICS BRAND, THAT MAKES YOUR FIRST IMPRESSION A LASTING IMPRESSION. OUR SUPERIOR LINE OF PRODUCTS IS DESIGNED WITH SPECIALIZED FORMULAS, PRODUCING THE VERY HIGHEST STANDARDS IN PIGMENTATION AND WEARABILITY. PRESERVE YOUR iDENTiTY AND FLAUNT YOUR iNDiViDUALiTY WITH THE INNOVATION OF iSOCiETY COSMETICS.

Our products are made using only ingredients that have been FDA (U.S.A.) and Health Canada approved. Furthermore, to the best of our knowledge, we do not use the services of any other research establishment to conduct animal testing on our behalf, either of a product or any product ingredient. Our products are: • Paraben Free • Made in Canada and Germany* • Hypo-Allergenic • Allergy Tested • Non-Comedogenic • Fragrance Free • Not Tested on Animals

YOU MAY HAVE SEEN US IN: * Official Cosmetics Brand Of Miss Universe Jamaica 2017 Season * Featured Brand in the 60TH Grammy’s Performers & Presenter’s Gift Bags 2018 Season * Cosmopolitan Magazine * We’ve also worked with Tamra Simmons (EP Of Surviving R. Kelly)

https://isocietycosmetics.com/

https://www.instagram.com/isocietycosmetics/

https://m.facebook.com/isocietycosmetics/

  Myah Brown | CEO of Myah Symone Boutique & Flight Attendant

Image Credits: Nelsoszn Photography

  Hello! My name is Myah Brown, I am the Owner/CEO of Myah Symone Boutique. Myah Symone is a boutique that provides trendy accessories of good quality at an affordable price. We focus on giving back to charity on a bi-monthly basis and all of our packaging is eco-friendly/sustainable.

Dressing good leads to feeling good, which leads to making others feel good, Myah Symone Boutique helps you accomplish the dressing good part of your day. From office professional to laid back brunch we have something for every personality, style, and event.

Myah Symone Boutique also has handmade headbands, necklaces, and bracelets.

www.myahsymone.com

www.instagram.com/myahsymone

www.facebook.com/myahsymoneboutique

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Miss Manners on: Booze

Q: When I entertain guests who consider alcohol sinful (imagine that!), I put the gin, bourbon, etc. away and offer only soda, juices, etc., even though they know that I partake of such accoutrements. However, when I am a guest at their home, they fail to offer me an alcoholic beverage. I realize I’m being polite at my home, but I feel like I’m being played for a sucker. What is your knowledgeable opinion?

Miss Manners says: That those who consider alcohol to be a necessary ingredient of hospitality should stick to bars. Miss Manners is glad that you know enough not to offer your guests refreshment that they consider sinful, although you may consume it yourself. But she is puzzled that you fail to realize that they cannot be expected to stock their house with sin.

Your Head Bitch says: Bitch, you crazy. Why on earth would people who don’t believe in drinking keep booze in the house? I mean, I’m all in on being a good hostess and all, but if you literally believe something is sinful you’re not required to have that thing in your house for other fucking people. Just as I think it’s totally overkill for you to hide the booze when they come over (I mean, they know it exists in the world and they obviously know you drink or you wouldn’t expect them to offer booze to you, right?) as opposed to keeping it where it is and just not offering any to them, it is also overkill for them to have to spend money on something they will literally never consume and don’t want to be tempted by. You wouldn’t get offended if someone who was allergic to peanuts invited you over for sandwiches and didn’t offer pb&js, right? Or if your devout Jewish or Muslim friend wasn't dishing up ribs at the barbecue they invited you to? Making accommodations for guests is one thing, and I’m all for making sure people who are visiting you feel cared for and well-looked after. But BPBTY draws the line at recommending making accommodations for guests which threaten your health or go against your morals. And thinking anyone else should do so for your crazy ass is just crappy manners, plain and simple. Check yourself.

I got a lot more offended by this question as I went along, because it is REAL DUMB, y’all.

[basichikes]

Season 2: We Should Have Brought Waders

The winter months have been long and cold, but at long last, WE RETURN. WE’RE BACK AND WE’RE BASIC, BETCHES. 

Although we contemplated tackling Mansfield, we decided going back to our roots with #turntrock would be a better way to start the season. (Let it be known, we did NOT get turnt this time... but never fear, there are still two more months of our hiking season.) 

Emma dubbed July “Dangerous Adventure Month”, also known as DAM, and kicked it off by falling at least four times. While we’ve chosen not to include pictures of her numerous bruises, please know that they are, indeed, present and accounted for.  

The day started off on a rather damp note; the river was too DAM (we’re milking this for all it’s worth) high to ford sans waders, so we were forced to deboot fewer than 20 feet past the trailhead. Erin was not surprised, as it’d been raining in Vermont since she returned from her shiny city life. Emma was too busy hiding in foreign countries to have a handle on the recent weather situation. NEVERTHELESS THEY PERSISTED. 

#didyoureallyfordthestreamifyoudidntvideoeverysecondofitalsowhyisthishashtagsoDAMlong

Here we are about halfway up the trail, soon after we realized that neither of us were as in shape as we were this time last year. Erin trudged on in silence, Emma raised her voice to the heavens. (Also her middle finger. Sorry kids.) It also should be noted that Erin was hiking in some VERY basic Nike (spons pls) running shoes, because she couldn’t fit her hiking boots in her suitcase when she moved back from NYC. (And yes, she did use them while she was in the city.) 

Eventually we reached the junction with the Long Trail, and we knew at last that we were home. 

And then, friends, it was time for breakfast. 

A year may have passed, but the scramble stayed the same. (So did Emma’s trash talk. As it turns out, the scramble did, indeed, have a lot of fun being married to SATAN.) 

Soon enough, we reached the infamous Yas Crevasse. We offered our yasses unto the forest, and then took 500 selfies. 

In case y’all didn’t know, Erin’s rap album’s gonna drop in 2018. This is the cover. 

Emma, on the other hand, deep-conditioned her hair last night and is super proud of it. Look at dem curls. #yas

As we approached the summit, we realized that we’d never ACTUALLY been all the way to the top of the mountain. So today, folks, we went all the way. OMG, can you believe it?! 

No? 

Fine, we have pics: 

While we didn’t crack open a cold one with the boys at the summit, we were rewarded with PB&Js and the #views. 

Erin, ever the good samaritan, wanted to give back with a view of her own!

You’re welcome, Vermont. #bralessandflawless

Aside from gallons and gallons of mud we had to hike through, the descent was fairly uneventful. Although we did come across a couple who definitely have their own blog, most likely called something along the lines of “Sexy Hikes.” Truly, the amount of makeup and hair product present (along with... a crop top?! Are you actually Taylor Swift?! I don’t think so) was so alarming we had to try not to let slip an outburst something along the lines of “enjoy the hour of straight-up torture!” Though difficult, we managed to keep our mouths shut. This time. 

And there you have it. Basic Hikes is back.

And you’ll be seeing a lot more of us. (Help, we’re unemployed.) 

Stay Sweaty,

E&E