#reusable kitchen lids

[jaycetclis]

Buck doesn't tell Maddie about the break-up until 2 days later. he's sat at her dining room table, clutching a cup of coffee between his hands while he tells her about what happened. he doesn't look at his sister the entire time he talks, doesn't want to see the pity on her face. he ignores the tears as they slide down his cheeks, dripping down off his chin onto the sleeves of the hoodie he'd thrown on before coming over. when his story has finally run its course, they both remain quiet for a moment and Buck's thankful Jee's playing in the living room because the sounds of her talking to her dolls drown out his quiet sob when Maddie removes the cup from the death grip he has on it. she grabs on tightly to both of his hands, and it's then that Buck realizes that he's shaking. he thinks he's been shaking since Tommy walked out of his life.

it's the next evening when someone knocks on his door. Buck's heart is in his throat as he walks over to answer it, feels his stomach swoop in both relief and disappointment when he sees it's his sister and niece. Jee pushes past him into the apartment like she owns the place, and Buck watches her go before turning back to see Maddie holding up a reusable bag. "After you left, she asked if you were okay. I told her you were sad because someone you cared about wasn't going to be around anymore. So she insisted we come over so she could make you cookies." Maddie's eyes sparkle as she smiles at him then over at her daughter. "Howie always makes sugar cookies when either of us is sad. So Jee said she had to do that for you, too." The lump that's taken residence in his throat makes it impossible to speak as he takes the bag from his sister, who squeezes his arm. "Have some fun with your niece tonight. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call. I'll pick her up in the morning."

and that's how Buck finds himself tossing his apron on before helping Jee-Yun into the kids' size one he keeps around just for her. they get the ingredients out of the bag, Buck pulls out his mixer, and they make a tupperware full of chocolate chip cookies and then one of sugar cookies. Jee laughs when he dabs some flour on her nose. Buck laughs when she smiles at him, face covered in melted chocolate. when everything's cleaned up and Jee's been tucked in upstairs in his bed for the night, Buck is standing in the kitchen putting the rest of the cookies away when realizes his hands are steady as he snaps the lid shut. his knees wobble, and he sits down hard on the last stool at the island, the same one Tommy sat in before he broke Buck's heart and cries the hardest he has in days.

[g1rld1ary]

hi baby !! 🧡

im sick rn and ive looked alllllll over and i couldnt find anything could you write a sickfic for luke from jatp where the female!reader gets sick ? reader is his girl 😽

im doing the same prompt on my blog because im so obsessed with the idea of sickfics and im such a luke girl

so you probably wont have much trouble figuring out who sent you this later if you look it up LMFAO 😍😍

pshsshssh thank you !! 🌼🌼

sick days ; luke patterson x fem!reader

➻ synopsis: you're not feeling well, but luke is here to look after you

➻ word count: 1905

➻ content: established relationship, implied aged up to early 20ish, pet names (love, baby, my girl), tooth rotting fluff

➻ obsessed with this request!!! i've never written a sickfic before so hope this is ok!! hope ur feeling better lovey xxxx

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Your body ached. That was the only thing you could feel. Actually, that was incorrect; you also had a headache and a snotty nose and you were pretty sure your temperature could boil water. In essence, you felt awful. You’d toughed it out for as long as you could, making yourself a steaming hot tea and cozying into the sofa for the night. It wasn’t making you feel any better. So, in a last ditch effort of saving your night, you dialled your boyfriend.

You smiled as his croaky, half-asleep voice came through your phone, murmuring your name.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you?” You asked, brows furrowed as you checked the time, gasping when it read 1:45am. You thought it was still closer to eleven.

“Don’t worry about it, couldn’t sleep anyway,” Luke lied and you frowned, though he couldn’t see it through the screen.

“No, it’s dumb. I’m sorry I woke you up. Night, Luke.” You moved to hang up when Luke interrupted you.

“Baby, wait! Clearly something’s bothering you. What’s up?” You smiled despite your discomfort, your boyfriend always boosting your mood without even trying.

“Nothing,” You pouted in your puddle of blankets, “Just feel sick.” You could feel Luke’s pity without him saying anything and weren’t sure whether to be indignant or grateful.

“Can you stay awake for twenty more minutes, love?”

“I guess so, why?” You asked, turning the TV back on as something to keep you from sleeping.

“I love you,” Was all he said, hanging up on you abruptly. You smiled softly to yourself, willing your eyes to stay open as you tried to focus on the sitcom in front of you.

You were just dozing off when you heard your apartment door unlocking and the brief shuffling of feet in the entryway. Your grin brightened, the familiar butterflies returning to your chest, even after months of being with Luke. The man in questioned approached you quietly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as you looked up at him.

“Luke, it’s 2 am, what are you doing here?” You asked despite the obvious answer, opening your shield of blankets for him to crawl onto the sofa with you. He made you wait, tipping out his reusable shopping bag onto the coffee table in front of you. There lay a pint of ice cream, tea bags, painkillers, and your favourite chocolate. Suddenly you weren’t sure if the heat on your face was fever or blush. Silently you held your arms out, and Luke dove into them with all the enthusiasm of a child, peppering your faces with all the kisses he could manage.

“Couldn’t let my girl be sick on her own,” He mumbled, nuzzling himself into the crook of your neck, eliciting a bout of giggles from you.

“My very own Prince Charming,” You grinned, pecking his temple. After a gratuitous moment of cuddling Luke peeled himself off you, taking on the role of concerned caretaker. He was quick to dart into the kitchen, turning the kettle on for your tea and grabbing a spoon for the ice cream he’d bought. Sitting himself in the vacant spot next to you he fixed his focus onto the TV.

“What are we watching?” He asked, pulling the lid off the ice cream tub for you.

“How I Met Your Mother, I’ve just reached season seven.” Luke gasped dramatically, holding his hands over his chest in faux outrage.

“You continued without me? How could you?” You laughed at his accusatory tone, shrugging your shoulders.

“I’m sorry, Lukey. You have to forgive me though, I’m sick,” You punctuated the statement with a pathetic cough, smiling as Luke easily settled down.

You watched in silence for a bit, both giggling at the stupid jokes. After a while you felt Luke looking at you seriously, but chose not to think much of it, continuing to tune in to the show. When he pulled out a thermometer, you raised an eyebrow. Luke wasn’t usually one to be so prepared, but you let him rest it on your tongue nonetheless. When it read a concerningly high number Luke frowned, silently popping the painkillers out of their packaging, feeding you with the insistence of a fed up mother hen.

“Why aren’t you a nurse?” You joked, swallowing the medication with a mouthful of melted ice cream, “Rockstar be damned.”

“Only for you, love.”

“That’s not true, I’ve seen you fretting over Reggie,” You laughed, and Luke couldn’t help but join you.

“That’s fair. You’re my favourite, though.”

“How unexpected.” You craned your neck to press a kiss to his jaw, revelling in the dumb grin that crept onto his face.

You both settled into silence, you leant into Luke’s side, his hands rubbing soft circles into your thigh. You could feel yourself drifting in and out of sleep, never quite able to stay in it for one reason or another. The blanket was too hot, you were cold without it, your head hurt. Nothing was quite right and all you wanted to do was sleep for as long as humanly possible.

“Luke?” You whispered, in case he was already asleep.

“Yes, love?” He replied, shifting his position to look down at you. You faltered for a moment, overwhelmed with the pure adoration in his eyes.

“Will you play for me?” Luke was up in a second, arranging you on the sofa. You giggled as he manhandled you, lying you down and wrapping you tightly in your blanket so you couldn’t escape. You teased him about being his captive audience as he tuned his guitar quickly, never being so grateful for his perfect pitch.

Without anymore holdups Luke began to play, plucking softly at the strings to create a melody that filled the air of your little apartment. His playing was like a siren call, pressing weights on your eyelids until you could barely stand to keep them open. You watched him while you could, admiring the way the faint light from the kitchen lamp made him look like an Adonis, his hair illuminated in gold and his features accentuated by the shadows. You couldn’t believe he was your boyfriend. Luke Patterson, heartthrob of Julie and the Phantoms was your dorky, adoring boyfriend who would make supermarket trips in the middle of the night for you. Who had your favourite ice cream memorised and your key attached to his, so he could come see you whenever he missed you (which was pretty much always).

Despite the various aches and pains that had overtaken your body, the only thing you could feel as you drifted off to sleep was the burning ball of light in your chest, a chemical mixture of joy and love and gratitude, overtaking your senses one by one until you were asleep, dreams filled of beautiful images of your boyfriend.

When you woke up the next morning, you figured out it wasn’t morning at all. Luke had evidently switched off your phone’s alarm after you’d fallen asleep, and it was well into early afternoon when you’d arisen. To his credit though, the sleep had done you some good, and you felt much less like walking death after an intense sleep.

You untangled yourself from the knit blanket, your feet wobbly on the hard wood floors. You had serious post-nap daze, and wandered through your flat looking for your boyfriend. The poorly made sheets on your actual bed told you where Luke slept last night — or this morning, more accurately — you smiled at the way he’d arranged your stuffed animals.

Stuck to the fridge under your New York City magnet was a note from Luke, explaining he had to go to rehearsal but he’d be back later to check on you. You pulled the paper off, travelling back to your room to put the note in your ‘Luke’ box, adding to the collection of notes and drawings he’d given you inconsequentially that you’d held onto.

As the afternoon ticked by you’d gotten onto your computer, figuring that although you were still ill you should try and get something productive done. You were armed with your box of tissues as you got started on an assignment you had due at the end of the week, and slipped your headphones on to get into the headspace.

You screamed as a pair of arms wrapped around you from behind, quickly dissolving into giggles as you realised it was only Luke, back from rehearsal.

“Your voice still sounds scratchy, baby, how are you feeling?” He asked, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Better, promise. Tomorrow I’ll probably go to class if I get another good night’s sleep.”

“That’s my girl.” He grinned, and you felt your insides melting all over again. You closed the laptop, knowing you weren’t going to get much more done now that Luke was with you.

You spent the evening together, ordering in pizza from the place around the corner and getting slightly wine drunk as Luke told you all about his earlier rehearsal and the antics of his band. He sang you part of the new song he and Julie had written and you applauded dramatically, only stopping when you broke into a coughing fit.

“Wanna watch something?” He asked when you grew tired again, cuddling up to him like a cat.

“Barbie?” You asked hopefully, looking up at him with wide eyes. Luke sighed dramatically, but you knew he was just pretending not to like the animated movies you’d grown up on.

“Only if it’s Island Princess,” He offered and you nodded enthusiastically.

The two of you settled in for the movie night, Luke getting much more into the movie as it went on, as he always did. By the end you were singing duets — your voice considerably less pleasing than his, especially due to your illness — Luke taking on the role of the prince letting you be Ro.

As the credits rolled you felt your eyes closing again, and you felt eerily like you did as a younger girl, falling asleep on the couch after a Barbie movie. This was better though, because now you had Luke next to you. He’d taken his role as big spoon extremely seriously, and had all but become one with the couch, pressing into the back as he wrapped his arms around you tightly.

You shifted your position to face him, watching his face relax into contentedness as he tried to doze off to sleep. Feeling you watch him he cracked one eye open, mouth producing a dumb grin that made butterflies erupt in your chest.

“What?” He asked, but you got the distinct impression he knew exactly what you were thinking.

“Nothing,” You lied, but gave in easily, “You’re pretty.”

“You’re pretty too. Now go to sleep.” You nodded, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“Kay, goodnight Lukey. I love you.”

“Love you too, my girl. So much.” His answer was muffled by him pressing his face into your hair to pull you closer, but you couldn’t wipe the smile from your face even as sleep enveloped you.

[orchidsangel]

MY BABY, MY BABY. YOU'RE MY BABY, SAY IT TO ME. (JT)

notes/cw ~ fluff, minor(ish) angst, fem!reader, talks of having a baby, idk i just had really bad dad!jason brain rot and i felt like i had to share it with my lovely angels, (2.3k)

The sound of laughter rings through your house like jingle bells during the holiday season, pitter patters of tiny feet tumbling against hardwood floors, and bigger ones chasing after them invade your ears. Squeals of laughter pour out through an open window as you pull bags of groceries out of the trunk of your car, the sound of running dying down when the trunk closes with a thump. "Is mommy home?" You hear a familiarly sweet voice say. "I think she is. Come on, let's see if we can beat her to the door."

Bags in hand, you walk up the pathway to the entrance of your house. The street of your suburban neighborhood, mostly empty on this chilly winter night, save for some residents walking their dogs before lights get turned off. The sound of a lock clicks before you're even halfway up the path, and soon after, you're met with Jason and your daughter standing in the doorway looking ridiculous, goofy grins on both of their faces. Red bows are hidden amongst his hair, some tied around short braids, some just hanging loosely on a few strands bunched together. Pink pajama pants peek out from under the red tutu she's wearing, and she dons pink ballet slippers on her feet as if she's about to perform the Nutcracker. 

He steps outside, meeting you at the top of the steps, hooking his fingers under the canvas straps of your reusable tote bags—an investment you'd made to offset some of the carbon emissions from his bike—and takes them into his hands. "New hair, huh?" you ask, eyeing the variety of red satin ribbons tied in knots littering the expanse of his head. "Yeah, you like?" He asks, turning towards you, lowering his head a bit so you can get a better look. You roll your eyes, but there's a smile playing on your lips at the image of Jason sitting down while your daughter's tiny hands play hairdresser with bows and barrettes.

You close the front door behind him as he makes his way toward the kitchen to unpack the groceries, turning your attention to the little girl in front of you sporting a toothy grin. "I thought ballet ended hours ago," you say, eyeing the layers of bright red tulle you had previously hidden to avoid the specks of glitter that shed every time she moved. "She had to practice her pirouettes." you hear Jason say from inside the fridge. "Yeah, mommy. I was practicing my pirouettes." She pouts her lips and cocks her head to the side, small hands fidgeting as she tries to use cuteness to get out of trouble. You cross your arms and squint your eyes at her, "Uh huh. And the hair?" You gesture to Jason, walking toward you. "What does that have to do with pirouettes?" 

He joins the two of you in the living room holding up a container of Gerber baby puffs, using them as a distraction to get both him and his little girl out of trouble. "What?" You ask, deadpan. "What d'ya mean what? We've got an infant I don't know about?" Your daughter gasps, eyes lighting up suddenly. "A sibling!" He laughs, turning towards you with a raised eyebrow. "No, you jerk. Him, not you, honey," you say, quickly correcting yourself. "They're for me." You snatch the container of blueberry-flavored rice puffs out of his hand, peeling off the lid and shoving a handful into your mouth. "God forbid women enjoy things." 

You pop a few more into your mouth before feeling a tug at the coat you still hadn't taken off. When you look down, you're met with your daughter, mouth open and waiting for you to share. She stares at you with wide eyes, using your inability to say no to her to her advantage. Sighing, you raise the container a bit and pause, "Only a few, and you have to get ready for bed after." she nods her head, mouth still open, and you tilt and pour out a substantial amount. She closes her mouth and displays her adorable little smile once again before running off to the bathroom to brush her teeth. "Hold on," Jason shouts down the hallway. "Say thank you to your mom!" You hear feet running again, and soon enough, feel the soft squeeze of your daughter giving you a hug; she presses her head into your lower abdomen as you bring your hand up to softly stroke her hair. "Thank you, Mommy." She says before moving on to Jason and giving an equally soft hug despite using all her might. "And thank you, Daddy, for letting me do your hair." She lets go and scurries off again, leaving a trail of red glitter in her wake for you to clean up.

She disappears into the bathroom, and you watch the hallway, now empty, as she gets ready for bed. You sigh, listening to the sound of water running while she independently does her end-of-the-night tasks, something you'd still helped her with not too long ago. Jason's arms creep around your waist, pulling you against him. His chin rests on your shoulder, and you feel something tickle your neck, but you're not sure if it's his hair or a ribbon. He notices the solemn look in your eyes, a stark contrast to the liveliness he'd seen in you just a few moments ago. "What's wrong? Is it the glitter? Because I can clean that up." He says. "No, not that." You nibble on your bottom lip, lost in thought, trying to organize your feelings. "Just… she's gotten so big." He hums in acknowledgment, his way of saying he shares the sentiment. "I just don't know where the time went." You mumble, overcome with an unexpected sadness. "She's only five." He says into your neck, bringing his hands up to your shoulders and gently pulling off the coat you'd forgotten to take off. "Yeah, but she was just a baby not that long ago. I swear."

The both of you watch her move between her bedroom and the bathroom, soft dark brown curls bouncing with every movement. At five, she was already more responsible than most children her age, having a pretty concrete idea of right and wrong well before most kids do. Responsible for her age, but still just a baby in the grand scheme of everything, and sometimes the two of you would wonder if Jason's occupation might end up inadvertently affecting her and warping her idea of justice, but those fears were almost always disproven as soon as they came and oftentimes you didn't worry more than a few minutes. "We're doing a good job." He says from behind you, rubbing your back in an attempt to take away some of the worry. Normally, it would go away with ease, today, not so much. "We're not bad parents." You say with conviction, but you both know you're just trying to convince yourself of it. "We're not. You know we're not." 

He turns you around to face him, away from the hallway, so you can't dwell any longer. His hands move to your upper arms, kneading gently as he searches for your eyes. "What's wrong? Talk to me." You struggle to make eye contact, unsure of your next words. "I think…I think I want another baby." You breathe out, looking down, unable to meet his gaze. Seconds pass, but they feel like minutes, and you barely breathe while you wait for his reaction. Not a single thing in the universe could've prepared you for the words that come out of his mouth. "Is that all? Is that what you were sulking about?" You look up at him, eyes wide, as he lets out a breathy laugh. Oh Jason, your Jason, taking your face in his hands and leaning down so he can look you in your eyes. "Don't scare me like that again, okay? Do you know how fucked up shit has to be for me to be the optimist out of the two of us?" It's your turn to laugh now, a weight having been lifted off your shoulders. "Language," you warn. "Aw, come on, she's way out of earshot." He bends down and presses his lips against yours; you close your eyes, leaning into him, hands finding his chest as you feel all of your worries melt away.

"Blegh." 

The sudden sound of a disgusted child, your disgusted child, pulls you away from Jason, and you wipe your mouth in embarrassment. It's just your daughter, but you still feel like a kid who's just been caught stealing candy and is about to get lectured into oblivion; Jason, however, handles it with ease. Taking on a playfully stern tone and pointing an accusatory finger at her, he asks, "Why are you up, little lady? Shouldn't you be in bed?" She mirrors his action, pointing a finger at him now. "You didn't tuck me in or read me my bedtime story." He puts his thumb and forefinger on his chin, seemingly thinking it over. "Hmmm, seems you've got me there." He shrugs before picking her up into his arms and giving her a kiss on the forehead. "You've gone soft," you say with a laugh, the embarrassment of being caught having passed. "What can I say? She's bossy. Gets it from her mama." You nudge his shoulder lightly as he turns in the direction of her room. "Alright, that's enough out of you." 

He leaves the door to her bedroom slightly cracked, and you can hear their whispers as they do their nightly routine of picking out a book to read, followed by her falling asleep in his arms. "What do you have in mind tonight?" He asks, laying her down gently on the bed adorned with princess sheets and stuffed animals he'd bought for her during trips around the world. "Can we finish Lord of the Rings?" She grabs her favorite stuffie, a gray bunny with droopy ears and button eyes, and holds it close to her chest as Jason climbs in beside her. "I don't think we can finish it, but we can fit a few pages in before it's time for you to go to sleep. That work for you?" He leans over the side of the bed and picks up a worn copy of Lord of the Rings that had been sitting on top of a stack of books he kept in her room solely for the purpose of bedtime. She nods her head at his question and snuggles further into him as he flips to the page they left off at.

You hear the sound of rustling and know the bedtime story has commenced, leaving you to clean up the mess of glitter and ribbons. Broom in hand, you start to sweep up the remnants of her "pirouette practice." Going up and down the hallway, sweeping back and forth. You catch a glimpse of the photos in the frames lining your wall before coming to a full stop and reminiscing about how far you guys have come. There were some pictures from when it was just the two of you, but most of those were kept digital, hidden amongst miscellaneous screenshots and disorganized photo albums. The majority of the framed photos came after she was born; something so special about being able to hold a photo of the three of you in your hands, to have it on display in your home proudly saying this is my family. Corny, maybe, but you'd never regretted starting the collection, especially since it had been Jason's idea. He'd been insistent that you keep a scrapbook to commemorate your ever-changing lives, but after realizing neither of you had the knack for cutting and gluing bits of paper onto pretty pages, you'd settled on the wall. Now, you look at them so often and always with fondness. Oh, how things had changed since that day, you'd met so long ago.

You don't know how long you'd been standing there, but you hear a door closing softly, and you turn to see Jason trying to make his way into the hallway with minimal noise. "Is she asleep?" You ask, barely above a whisper. "Out like a light." He says, joining you in front of the framed memories. A picture of her as a newborn, freshly discharged from the hospital, catches his eye, "she was really tiny, wasn't she?" He says, voice cracking a little as he remembers the overwhelming fear he'd experienced when you were in labor and how it all went away once he had held her in his arms. You hum in agreement as you both get lost in pictures of her from the past. Birthdays and holidays, family events and major milestones, there was a picture for everything.

There was one of her on his shoulders; she couldn't have been more than two at the time, her tiny fingers laced through locks of jet-black hair. You remember like it was yesterday; she had just watched Ratatouille and was trying to imitate Remy. He had played into it, and he couldn't get her off his shoulders for days after that. Another, taken from her first trip to the beach. You sit behind her, keeping her upright and holding her arms out, making one wave at Jason, who was behind the camera. You smile to yourself, the two of you standing outside of your daughter's bedroom, mostly content, remembering what it was like to have a baby in your arms. The memory of bringing her home floods his brain; how nervous he was yet so insanely happy he couldn't control the smile on his face. A shaky laugh falls from his lips as he pulls down a picture of the three of you still in the hospital, thumb pressed against the glass like he's trying to physically feel the moment. "Yeah…I could do it again." 

been working on this almost non stop for 9 hours, literally my longest fic yet (only by like 600 words, but still !!!), special thanks to @kiyozu (my beloved) for giving me this idea !! eek, hope you guys enjoyed it <33 (user orchidsangel is going to sleep now) (also tried following up dialogue with actions this time, gonna see how that goes bc if it’s too hard to follow along with i’ll just go back to he said she said)

[everybodyshusband]

per aspera ad inferi ; chapter one

[aka: the university ghouls fic]

aeon & dew (ghost band)

general | gen | 1.7k words | alternate universe (university), transmasc aeon, slow burn, general domestic niceness

tagging @midnight-moth for the biscuit tin idea that makes an appearance in this chapter and also for cheering this au on <3 same goes for @divine-misfortune and @ghoultrifle, thank you for indulging me in my university ghouls rambles and adding to the brainrot <3 i hope this first chapter lives up to your expectations :)

snippet and ao3 link under the cut !!

He smiles awkwardly and looks down at his lap. “Thanks, Mum…” He tightens his grip on the biscuit tin that’s resting on his knees. The two of them spent all of yesterday afternoon in the kitchen together baking batches upon batches of his favourite chocolate biscuits to take with him. The tin on his lap is filled to the brim but it’s barely half of what they made together, the rest are in a selection of reusable plastic containers, the idea being that once Aeon has eaten the biscuits he’ll be able to use the containers for storing things or bringing his own lunch to places instead of buying it. He takes the lid off of the tin on his lap and brings it to his nose, sniffing deeply. Chocolate. He’s sure over the next few weeks, he’ll come to associate the smell and taste of these biscuits with home and his mum but he doesn’t mind, there are much worse scents to associate with home, he reasons. He picks one of the biscuits up and silently offers it to his mum without looking away from the tin.

He doesn’t need to hear the smile in her voice to know that she’s glancing over at him briefly with that ever-knowing look in her eye. “Thank you, love. You should have one too, chase those nerves away with chocolate-y goodness.”

“I’m not nervous,” he lies, pointedly ignoring the weight of his mum’s gaze—the heaviness thankfully lessened due to the fact that she’s mostly focussing on the road. “...Okay fine, I’m a little nervous,” he admits, not that he needed to, given that the two of them already knew it, but it’s nice to speak the words out loud to an actual human for once. Up until now the only ‘person’ he’s admitted it to has been his favourite stuffed toy in the nights leading up to his departure, which, no matter how many different ways he thinks about, makes him feel ridiculously childish, despite the fact that he’s currently on his way to start university. He knows that lots of people his age and older still have stuffed animals and plushies of all varieties but he’s never met anyone that still talks to them in the way that he does. It doesn’t bother him much usually, but the fact that he’s going to be sharing a room with someone he’s never met before—someone who might judge him—is beginning to affect him more and more the closer he gets to campus.

“I can hear you thinking over there.” His mum’s voice breaks through the beginnings of his internal spiralling. “What’s going on, hun? Talk to me.”

“I’m just nervous about meeting my roommate,” he says quietly. “It’s nothing serious.”

[read the rest on ao3 !!]

[mistydeyes]

sugar cubes with Price and f!reader pls <3

aww thank you for submitting anon! this prompt was too cute :)

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration! - closed now! thank you all for your submissions

prompt: sugar cubes - they surprise you with your favorite dessert/sweet treat

pairing: John Price x gn!reader

warnings: none :)

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As you sat with an unfinished novel in your lap, you heard the front door open and the thuds of your boyfriend's shoes. "Back from the grocer's," John called and you closed the book before joining him in the kitchen. You smiled to yourself as you saw his back turned to you, leaning over the open refrigerator. He turned around as he felt your eyes on him. "Hi love," he greeted and you met his smiling face with a soft kiss. "How was it?" you asked and began to help him unpack. "Changed a lot since I was last here," he explained as you tossed him a bag of spinach, "the prices are bloody ridiculous." You laughed as he moaned about the price of meat and the seemingly decreased quantity in crisps' bags. "Happy you're back to civilian life," you mused and opened another one of your reusable bags.

You noticed a white box, wrapped with striped ribbon and pulled it out delicately. "John what's this?" you asked and he came up behind you to hold your waist. "Oh," he said with a smile, "saw a bakery on my way out." You couldn't help but hold the small box up to your nose and smell it. Your senses filled with the comforting sugary smell and you could hear John laugh behind you. "You can open it, love," he encouraged, "I promise it's not a trick." He put a head on your shoulder as you pulled at the striped ribbon. You put it to the side and opened the lid to reveal a lovely collection of desserts. You looked at the small pastries, adorned with glistening fruit and ornate edible flowers. You turned your head and planted a kiss on his cheek. "You are the sweetest, my love," you complimented and he nuzzled his cheek into yours.

"Even remembered to get you a slice of strawberry cake," he said gently and you smiled as you saw the two slices of your favorite dessert. "Made sure they gave me the best looking one." You couldn't help but dip your finger into the fluffy frosting and savor the sweet taste that had the slightest hint of strawberry jam. "Now, let's save those for dessert," he joked slightly and you pouted as he closed the lid of the box. He put it gently into the fridge and you continued to unpack the rest of the items. You both settled back on the couch before you got up to make some tea in the kitchen. "Don't sneak any more sweets!" he exclaimed as you walked away. You laughed before you replied to your caring boyfriend. "Haven't you ever heard of dessert before dinner, old man?"

[beautyandlifestyleblog86]

Ways to practice eco-friendly living in your home

1. Reduce energy consumption:

- Install energy-efficient appliances and LED light bulbs.

- Turn off lights and unplug electronics when not in use.

- Use natural light as much as possible.

- Set your thermostat to a lower temperature in winter and higher in summer.

- Insulate your home properly to reduce heating and cooling needs.

2. Save water:

- Fix any leaks in faucets and toilets promptly.

- Install low-flow showerheads and faucets.

- Collect rainwater for watering plants.

- Only run the dishwasher and washing machine with full loads.

- Use a broom instead of a hose to clean outdoor spaces.

3. Practice waste reduction:

- Recycle paper, plastic, glass, and metal.

- Compost kitchen scraps and yard waste.

- Opt for reusable products instead of disposable ones (e.g., cloth napkins, rechargeable batteries).

- Avoid single-use plastics, such as plastic bags and water bottles.

- Use a reusable shopping bag.

4. Use eco-friendly cleaning products:

- Choose natural, non-toxic cleaning products or make your own using ingredients like vinegar, baking soda, and lemon juice.

- Avoid products containing harmful chemicals that can harm the environment and your health.

5. Grow your own food:

- Plant a garden to grow vegetables, fruits, and herbs.

- Use organic and natural fertilizers instead of synthetic ones.

- Compost food scraps to enrich the soil.

6. Opt for sustainable materials:

- Choose furniture made from sustainable materials like bamboo or reclaimed wood.

- Use eco-friendly flooring options like bamboo, cork, or reclaimed hardwood.

- Select paint and other finishes that have low or no volatile organic compounds (VOCs).

7. Reduce plastic waste in the kitchen:

- Use glass or stainless-steel containers for food storage instead of plastic.

- Replace plastic wrap with beeswax wraps or reusable silicone covers.

- Use refillable water bottles and avoid buying bottled water.

8. Conserve energy in the kitchen:

- Use energy-efficient appliances.

- Cook with lids on pots and pans to retain heat and reduce cooking time.

- Opt for smaller appliances like toaster ovens instead of full-sized ovens when possible.

9. Encourage sustainable transportation:

- Use public transportation, walk, or bike whenever possible.

- Carpool or arrange a car-sharing service with neighbors or colleagues.

- Transition to an electric or hybrid vehicle if feasible.

10. Educate and involve your family:

- Teach your family about the importance of eco-friendly practices and involve them in the decision-making process.

- Encourage everyone to adopt sustainable habits and lead by example.

- Discuss environmental issues and brainstorm new ideas for greener living.

[benevolentthorn]

What water bottles I think the counselors would use

Laura: her old pink s’well bottle from middle school.

Max: thinks the reusable water bottle trend is dumb and just uses a plastic bottle.

Jacob: one of those sports Gatorade bottles with the nipple lid (idk how else to describe it 😭)

Emma: is one of those rich people that has a cabinet full of Stanley cups to match every outfit

Nick: his dad’s giant orange Nalgene bottle from the 90s. Should probably invest in an insulated water bottle considering he works in a kitchen in the summer.

Abi: A pink owala bottle she decorated with a bunch of keychains and stickers 💕

Dylan: a bright green hydroflask bottle that has a bunch of dents and is kind of ugly. He decorates it with a bunch of stickers which makes it a bit less of an eyesore. Has the straw lid.

Kaitlyn: also owns a hydroflask in purple but it’s not ugly like Dylan’s. Has the gulp lid.

Ryan: A grey camelbak bottle that he’s had for years. In much better condition than Dylan’s hydroflask because he’s not a klutz like Dylan.

[icequeen1371]

You can tell people that grew up, or are still middle income, or being taken care of by middle income, parents, or grew up in a house where there’s money. But they didn’t consider themselves rich or are rich. Just saw someone post something supposedly helpful. A list of 13 things people “usually have in their kitchen“ but can’t think of what to make for a meal. Meanwhile, no, not everyone has avocados and green bread or eggs let alone, fruits and vegetables in their fridge. Do you want to talk about making a meal? How about you? Talk about the bread, the ketchup, the mustard, no eggs, pasta, and maybe a can of pasta sauce, and a leftover container of butter in the fridge. Make some pasta, put a little bit of margarine on that to loosen up the noodles, a splash of sauce, couple of cheese slices to melt within the pasta stirred up at salt and pepper a bit of garlic powder some Parsley, because those are all found at the dollar store. And you have yourself a meal. If you do have eggs, you could put those on toast and make a toasted egg sandwich. If you’re lucky enough to have peanut butter in the house call me you can make a toasted peanut butter sandwich. A lot of it depends on bread. If you have no bread, depends on pasta. Pasta is really cheap but the dollar store. There’s not much room in a freezer when you’re low income because you deal with the freezer that you have in the apartment that you’re renting. So bread has to be a weekly thing, make sure you have $10 on top of the fridge or in the cupboard put away specifically to go buy bread every week. Because a lot of times if you don’t have bread, you can’t eat. Bags from the dollar store are a good thing, makes you feel like you actually have something to drink besides water from the tap. Get a bag of sugar and use it sparingly don’t have super sweet tea. Otherwise she’ll run out fast. Milk always runs out. That’s why I always kept a can of carnation milk in the cupboard just in case. You can always water it down for cereal if you’re desperate. If it’s cold, you can’t really tell. Canned vegetables, canned fruit. They can last along time you don’t have to worry about them. Going to waste in the fridge. Ramen noodles, there’s 1 million recipes for those out now. Get all your spices at the dollar store. Eggs and tuna are always great protein but don’t spoil fast. Learn how to love drinking water from the tap. Buy a case and refill the water bottles but don’t forget to clean the lids and the rims at least once a week and if the bottles get cloudy? Throw them out and save for another case. Yes, I said save because some people don’t have a three dollars to spend on a case of water or don’t want to spend the money on non-reusable plastic. You can always pick up some water bottles from the dollar store that are reusable and fill those up in your fridge. Just don’t forget to wash them with the dishes at least once a week. Can’t exactly offer those people when your mouth has been all over them. Lol so always make sure you at least have a couple bottles put away for guests. Get to love no name brand soda. When you have money to treat yourself get namebrand. But not like a case of it or something. And a case is always cheaper in the long run than just one 2 L bottle, so you can afford it ration it out. It’s not actually that bad. Cinnamon sugar on toast, a can of tuna mixed with a Lipton sidekick creamy Parmesan with half a can of peas, mix that up well with a little salt and pepper and you’ve got tuna casserole for two people. Three people if you have a little salad on the side. or you can make garlic bread. Even if you’re using slices of bread. Toast them, then butter them, add a little bit of garlic and herb seasoning to each one with a little handful of cheese, or even just some Parmesan cheese shaken on top. Let that toast, got some real cheap and garlic bread. Pretty tasty if you’re in a pinch. And you’re not bougie like people are now. I’ve had to put ketchup in hot water with half a can of mixed vegetables to make myself some soup before. Cheap eating is a skill.

[organicfarmfamily]

Beautifully happy, healthy and sustainable 🌲🌳🤗

Good evening happy, healthy life seekers 🤗

There's no doubt, here at TOFF, our happy place is always outdoors.....we live in military cargo shorts and T's in Spring/Summer and military cargo pants and wool jumpers in Autumn/Winter merrily working and creating outside; turning our organic botanical day dreams into healthy food, animal shelter, flower power and natural products 😊

Budgets & Life Changes 💷🤔

Throughout the last few very turbulent years many of us have undergone huge, transformational life changes; personal relationships, work, homes, families, continents......and many find themselves in a position of 'starting over', a fresh, a new, in order to create a truly wonderful, happy and healthy new future.

With this in mind, budgets have become very constrained and some stress levels may have risen.

To calm our minds, bodies and to help with our financial pockets lifestyle changes can be made on a budget, always with health and happiness in mind 🤗

Here at TOFF our ethos is organic and this embodies; reuse, mend, recycle, rejuvenate, repurpose, relive!

Millions discard items considered no longer of use, this is great, we should all practice this..... a minimalist, clean, healthy home, man cave, sheshed, workshop which is organised and free of clutter actually helps those stress levels come tumbling down 🤗🎉🙌

It also presents an opportunity to acquire items for free or only very few pounds....... don't be afraid to barter or ask if the seller could gift them to you / reduce their price......you'd be surprised 🎉

Repurpose, Rejuvenate, Relive ,🤗

TOFF tips :-

Old timber windows ~ often disused, left in a skip, at the side of the road or advertised on free cycle sites!

These make a great cold frame for growing your lovely organic foods ~ a complimentary mini greenhouse 🎉🥕

Very often soil and timber are also given away for free.

Your only financial outlay maybe a few screws, hinges and organic seeds then hey presto a weekend project will yield a happier you and food too 🥕🌿🎉

Cardboard egg cartons, toilet paper rolls, kitchen paper rolls ~ ideal for growing seeds 🌿

Fill the rolls with compost and place in the egg carton,

Sow the seeds directly into each roll, water and allow to germinate,

Ideally maintain a temperature of 18 degrees Celsius/ 64 degrees Fahrenheit,

As soon as the seedlings have germinated and are ready to plant out, the rolls can be planted directly into the soil and they will biodegrade, the carton can also be either reused or planted into the soil too 🎉🌿🥕🍒🍓

Go natural ~ make your own 🌴🪥😬

TOFF tips:-

Toothpaste ~

2 tablespoons of coconut oil

1 tablespoon of baking soda

6 drops of peppermint oil

6 drops of lemon oil

6 drops of teatree oil

Mix well, into a paste and place in a recycled, steralised dry jar with a lid 🙌🪥😬

Deodorant ~

500 ml bicarbonate of soda

500 ml potato flour / cornflour

500ml coconut oil

5-10 drops of your favourite essential oil......our favourite is Jasmine 🌸

Mix all the ingredients together, if the coconut oil is hard, melt it over a waterbath. Place in a recycled steralised jar with a lid, apply using a reusable cloth cotton pad or reusable spatula 🥥 🌸

We love sharing our tips and recipes with you, as always, if you have any top tips or questions we would love to hear from you 🤗 feel free to email us :- theorganicfarmfamily@gmail.com

Take great care of you, don't be to hard on yourself or others, kindness always happy healthy life seekers 🤗

Much love,

TOFF x

🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿🌲🌳🌿

[amzproducts]

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[nkyangiehomes]

All You Need To Know About Ceramic Mugs: A Complete Guide

Ceramic mugs are more than just a vessel for your morning coffee—they’re a perfect blend of functionality, artistry, and tradition. Whether you’re sipping tea on a rainy day or enjoying hot cocoa by the fireplace, ceramic mugs have a unique way of elevating the experience.

The History of Ceramic Mugs Ancient Origins: The First Ceramic Vessels Ceramic craftsmanship dates back thousands of years to ancient civilizations like Mesopotamia and China, where clay was molded and fired to create durable vessels.

Evolution Through the Ages: From Utility to Art Over time, ceramic mugs transformed from simple utility items to canvases for intricate designs and cultural expression.

Modern-Day Popularity of Ceramic Mugs Today, ceramic mugs are a staple in homes worldwide, appreciated for their versatility and timeless appeal.

What Makes Ceramic Mugs Unique? Material Composition and Properties Ceramic is made from natural clay, fired at high temperatures, resulting in a durable and heat-resistant material.

Durability and Longevity With proper care, ceramic mugs can last for decades, making them a reliable choice for everyday use.

Aesthetic Appeal: Designs and Patterns From minimalist designs to vibrant patterns, ceramic mugs come in a variety of styles to suit every taste.

Types of Ceramic Mugs Glazed vs. Unglazed Mugs Glazed mugs are smooth and often shiny, while unglazed mugs have a raw, earthy texture.

Handmade Artisan Mugs Each handmade mug is unique, showcasing the creativity and craftsmanship of the artist.

Specialty Mugs for Different Beverages Ceramic mugs are designed for specific drinks like coffee, tea, or hot chocolate, often with features tailored to enhance the experience.

Benefits of Using Ceramic Mugs Heat Retention and Insulation Ceramic mugs keep your beverages warm longer, making them perfect for slow sippers.

Eco-Friendly and Sustainable Option Ceramic is a natural, reusable material, reducing the need for disposable cups.

Non-Toxic and Safe for Daily Use High-quality ceramic mugs are free of harmful chemicals like BPA, ensuring safe use.

Choosing the Perfect Ceramic Mug Size and Capacity Considerations Select a mug size that matches your beverage habits, whether you prefer a quick espresso or a large latte.

Design Preferences and Style Matching Ceramic mugs can complement your kitchen’s aesthetic, making them functional and decorative.

Specialty Features: Handles, Lids, and More Features like ergonomic handles or spill-proof lids add convenience to your mug.

How Are Ceramic Mugs Made? Materials Used in Ceramic Mug Production The primary material is clay, often mixed with additives for strength and consistency.

The Firing Process: From Clay to Mug Mugs are shaped, dried, and fired in kilns at temperatures exceeding 2,000°F to harden and strengthen them.

Finishing Touches: Glazing and Decoration Glazing adds a protective layer, while decorations like hand-painted designs enhance aesthetic appeal.

Caring for Your Ceramic Mugs Cleaning Tips for Longevity Hand washing is often recommended to preserve intricate designs and prevent chipping.

Storing Ceramic Mugs Safely Stack mugs carefully or use racks to avoid accidental damage.

Avoiding Common Mistakes Avoid exposing ceramic mugs to extreme temperature changes, which can cause cracks.

Conclusion Ceramic mugs combine practicality and elegance, making them a timeless choice for beverage enthusiasts. Whether you’re drawn to their beauty, functionality, or eco-friendliness, ceramic mugs are a staple worth celebrating.

To Known More . . . https://angiehomes.co/blogs/press/ceramic-mugs

[atplblog]

Price: [price_with_discount] (as of [price_update_date] - Details) [ad_1] The KITCH & KIN 800ml Transparent Acrylic Plastic Food Storage Container Set (Pack of 2) is the ultimate solution for organized, mess-free kitchens. Made from durable, unbreakable acrylic plastic, these containers are designed for long-lasting performance. With their sleek rectangular shape and clear transparent body, these storage containers allow you to see contents effortlessly, saving time when locating ingredients or items. Whether you’re storing dry food like grains, cereals, snacks, and spices, or liquids such as sauces and soups, the leak-proof, airtight lids ensure freshness while preventing spills and messes in your kitchen, pantry, or fridge. Each container comes with strong snap-lock clips and a silicone ring to create a tight, airtight seal that keeps food fresh for longer. Their BPA-free, food-safe material ensures stored food remains safe and free from contaminants, offering peace of mind for you and your family. These containers are lightweight yet sturdy, making them ideal for everyday use, including meal prep, portion control, lunch boxes, or storing leftovers. The compact and stackable design optimizes space, making them perfect for small kitchens, pantries, or fridges. Their versatility extends beyond the kitchen. Use these containers to organize crafts, hardware, or office supplies. Thanks to the detachable lids and smooth finish, cleaning is effortless, and they are dishwasher-safe for added convenience. Whether you are looking to store bulk groceries, fruits, vegetables, or dry snacks, the transparent acrylic construction gives you a clear view of the contents, eliminating guesswork and maximizing efficiency. Ideal for travel, picnics, and daily lunch boxes, these containers keep food secure and fresh. Perfect for busy households, these multipurpose food storage containers combine style, functionality, and durability. The strong clips prevent accidental spills during transport, while the airtight seal locks in freshness for longer storage periods. With a generous 800ml capacity, these boxes are compact enough to fit any storage space while being large enough to store a variety of items. Add the KITCH & KIN Transparent Acrylic Containers to your kitchen for organized, practical, and reliable food storage solutions. Durable Acrylic Build: Unlike Glass or harmful plastic, BPA-free acrylic is unbreakable, safe, and perfect for daily kitchen storage needs. Freshness Guaranteed: Airtight seals prevent moisture and odors, ensuring snacks, cereals, and leftovers stay fresh longer without any loss of flavor. Leak-Proof & Airtight: Snap-lock lids with silicone rings prevent spills, keeping food fresher longer compared to traditional storage containers. Space-Saving Solution: Stackable design maximizes pantry and fridge space, keeping your storage area neat and organized even in smaller kitchens. Better than Glass or Plastic: Shatterproof acrylic offers durability without the risk of breaking like glass, and it's BPA-free, making it safer than regular plastic. Lightweight Yet Strong: Shatterproof acrylic combines durability and portability, ideal for travel, picnics, or everyday meal prep and storage. Hassle-Free Cleaning: Detachable lids and dishwasher-safe materials make these containers easy to clean, ensuring long-lasting convenience. Family-Friendly Durability: Lightweight, reusable, and tough enough for daily use, these containers are perfect for snacks, leftovers, or school lunches. Versatile Storage: Perfect for grains, snacks, cereals, and liquids; airtight seals protect against moisture, preserving freshness and flavor Keeps Food Fresh Longer: Ideal for fruits, veggies, and leftovers, these airtight containers lock in freshness, helping reduce food waste in your home. [ad_2]

[huangyanplasticcom]

Best Food Storage Containers Manufacturer in China

Best Food Storage Containers in China: A Comprehensive Guide

When it comes to keeping your food fresh and organized, investing in high-quality food storage containers is essential.In China, the market is brimming with innovative, durable, and eco-friendly options that cater to a wide variety of needs.Whether you’re meal prepping, storing leftovers, or keeping your pantry in order, choosing the right container can make a significant difference.In this blog, we’ll explore the best food storage containers available in China and provide tips on how to select the perfect ones for your lifestyle.

Why Invest in Quality Food Storage Containers?

Food storage containers are more than just kitchen accessories—they’re tools for maintaining food freshness, reducing waste, and ensuring convenience.Here are some reasons why investing in the right containers matters:  

1. Preserve Freshness: Airtight containers keep food fresher for longer by preventing exposure to air and moisture.  

2. Eco-Friendly Living: Reusable containers reduce reliance on single-use plastics, contributing to a greener planet.  

3. Organization: Transparent and stackable designs make it easier to organize your fridge and pantry.  

4. Portability: Leak-proof options are ideal for taking meals on the go, whether to work, school, or outdoor activities.

Top Food Storage Container Brands in China

China is home to a variety of trusted brands that offer high-quality food storage solutions.

Key Features to Look for in Food Storage Containers

When shopping for food storage containers in China, consider the following features to ensure you’re making the right choice:

1. Material: Choose between plastic, glass, or stainless steel depending on your needs.Glass is great for reheating, while plastic is lightweight and portable.

2. Airtight Seals: Look for containers with silicone gaskets or locking lids to keep food fresh.

3. Size and Shape: Opt for stackable designs to save space in your fridge or pantry.

4. Microwave- and Dishwasher-Safe: Ensure the containers can withstand heat and are easy to clean.

5. Eco-Friendliness: Consider brands that use sustainable materials or offer biodegradable options.

Tips for Maintaining Food Storage Containers

To ensure your containers last longer and remain hygienic, follow these maintenance tips:

- Wash them thoroughly after each use with warm soapy water.

- Avoid using abrasive sponges that can scratch plastic or glass surfaces.

- For plastic containers, avoid microwaving oily or tomato-based foods to prevent staining.

- Regularly check seals and lids for wear and tear.

Final Thoughts

Choosing the best food storage containers in China doesn’t have to be overwhelming.With so many trusted brands and innovative designs available, you’re sure to find options that suit your needs perfectly.Whether you prioritize eco-friendliness, durability, or style, the right container can transform your kitchen organization while keeping your food fresh and safe.

Start exploring your options today and enjoy a more organized, sustainable, and hassle-free kitchen experience!

[lankira]

When I started structuring my life around my ADHD, a lot of parts of my life got SO MUCH BETTER.

In addition to the ADHD, I have a bunch of other mental health issues plus chronic pain. In order to better work with those issues, I have...

Labeled the outside of my kitchen cabinets. This keeps me from leaving the cabinet doors open, even accidentally. Apparently, that habit came from the "out of sight, out of mind" thing ADHD can do.

Created a "dump station" inside the front door. Keys, hats and gloves, reusable mask, and shoes go here as soon as I get home. Two steps further, and I have a place for my coat.

Started keeping a pair of sunglass and night driving clip ons for my glasses in the car, and another in the dump station.

Started keeping two sets of notes that are always with me: a bullet journal (not a fancy one, just the original Bullet Journal Method) for physical notes and an Obsidian vault with sync for digital notes.

Started a Project to reorganize my office with the mindset of "how can I easily put this away" instead of "how can I easily get this". I'm planning a whole-ass post about this, but for now let's just say this: I use labeled, stacking boxes with lids that I then place on open shelving. They are labeled by category, making it easy to find what I need. But, more importantly, putting things away is literally "find the right box, dump the things in the box, put lid on box, put box on shelf." Often I skip the find box step because I just keep the box I'm working with out. (added benefit: this is also getting me to pare down and declutter ahead of moving)

Started putting "take meds" and "brush teeth" on my daily task list. Both of these are things I forget to do, so having them on my list means I remember to do them more often.

Started keeping a toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, and flossing picks in every bathroom in the house. This helps with that forgetting to brush my teeth thing.

All this has led to better dental health, better mental health, less time spent looking for things, and an easier time putting things away!

this is your gentle reminder to stop fighting against your adhd and instead structure your life around it

buy a pack of chapsticks and put one in the pocket of all of your coats and jackets because you always forget to bring one and chapped lips is sensory hell

leave important things where you can see them. if they go in a box or a drawer you will forget they exist

put any appointments or deadlines in your phone calendar As Soon As you get them. set a reminder for a week before, a day before, an hour before, as many as you need as often as you need them.

when that little voice in your head says "i dont need to write that down, ill remember it" that is the devil talking!!! write it down anyway!!

plan for down time. have a few hours at the end of every day to just do fun stuff like engage in your hyperfixations. even if you didnt get all of your work done that day, have the rest anyway. you probably spent the whole day beating yourself up for not doing what you Should be doing, so you still need the break.

if you never eat vegetables because its too much effort to chop and cook them, get the frozen or canned shit. it doesnt go off for ages and you just have to microwave it. theres no point buying fresh vegetables if they just keep going off and being left to rot in the bottom of your fridge

if you struggle to decide what to have for dinner every day, take the decision out of it. choose a set of meals and eat those on rotation until you get sick of them, then choose some new ones and do it again.

its not stupid if it works! our brains literally have a chemical deficiency. you are allowed to accommodate yourself. go forth and stop making your life more difficult than it has to be because "this shouldn't be this hard". it is hard, so make it easier.

[partsfe]

Miroil 2066 Oil Filter Pot/Lid-With/Casters | PartsFe

The Miroil 2066 Oil Filter Pot/Lid-With/Casters is a versatile and efficient tool designed for storing and filtering used cooking oil. This filter pot features a convenient lid and built-in casters for easy mobility, making it a valuable asset for commercial kitchens. The high-quality filtration system effectively removes food particles and debris, ensuring clean and reusable oil. By using this filter pot, you can reduce waste, save money on oil purchases, and contribute to a more sustainable kitchen environment.

[lucy-mors]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Brite Concepts BPA Free Reusable DOLPHIN On the Go SNACK BOX - New/Sealed.