reposting a favorite reddit moment of mine since god knows if ill ever see it again

I think if i put into words how happy this type of image makes me I would get diagnosed with something

what the fuck is this genre of gif called. i had a collection of these kinds of images and i lost them all these are only ones i can find.

idk but here’s my collection

I made a baby blanket for a pregnant woman at work and I went back and forth about it like “is this weird? To like hand make something for someone when we’re like friendly acquaintances not like bffs. God why are you so fucking awkward.” Anyway I gave it to her and she said she loved it and in the back of my head I’m like yea she’s nice and probably just humoring the weirdo. Well she texted me a picture this weekend of a scrunchy faced newborn at the hospital wrapped in the blanket I made her. And I’m like. Wow. She loved it so much she took it with her! To the hospital! To give birth! She wrapped her newborn it! I am just so filled with love and joy right now.

People will love the things you make them. Because you thought of them and you cared.

I made a quilt for one of my college professors once. He and his wife had some trouble with the pregnancy and she was on bed rest for a while. He’d mentioned it to us because he might have to leave in the middle of class if something drastic happened. Nothing did happen in the end, but I knew this was a big deal for them so I made a quilt. The first real one I’d ever made.

It was an bilingual alphabet quilt. Both the dad and mom spoke Japanese and that was a big part of their lives so I made a quilt with the English alphabet and a hand embroidered picture of something that matched the letter with both the English and Japanese word for it. I appliquéd the letters and designed all the embroideries myself. It was a lot of work but when I found my professor to give it to him he almost cried when I showed him. They sent me a picture of the baby on the quilt that I still have even though the baby is I think 12 now. For a while they had it hung on the kid’s bedroom wall and they said he would bow to it in the morning to show his gratitude and respect for the work put into it.

If you think someone is worth making something for you should do it! It’s an act of love and care in a world that is so often bereft of it.

6 hour workday maximum i’m not kidding, if it can’t be done in that timeframe it doesn’t need doing.

this doesn't apply to jobs like childcare

If i worked in childcare and my 6 hours were up i would start putting babies in ziploc bags and shipping them to Turkmenistan listed as endangered fruits and vegetables

Some Kemono Friends from bkub

translated by our guy Moonspeaker on danbooru.

did i fucking ask

god this kid rules

Why did we ditch sleeping on stone slabs. Matresses suck

I don't even care about the Dragons or Elves that much in comparison to this shit

Bring that post back!

Have you heard the rumors? People are starting to sleep on stone slabs like they did in previous eras. I guess the Norse need new ways to connect to their ancestors. Personally, I'd rather wait till I'm dead before I sleep in a tomb. Anything else?

Nice try bud but the reachmen are very clearly celtic coded. Won't pull the wool over my eyes here

Heh, guess you figured me out, huh. Maybe you're not as stupid as I originally thought. I'll leave you alone for now...but next time we meet I'll try to take you a little more seriously...

my cat can instinctively tell when I’m upset about something and she will come in and bite my toes to make me feel worse 🥺 what a little empath

she’s like “oh I’ll give you something to cry about” 😈 *chomp*

don’t make excuses for her

she just thrives on chaos and suffering

take it back, take it back or she’ll go after your toes next

The passage of time has been declared problematic

It’s even funnier how the Naruto storyline is even older than a lot of these people.

the thing about italian food is that it kinda sucks when made in italy. the average italian cook is suffering under 300 different traditional family bylaws that prevent them from like, adding garlic to their sauce, or washing their vegetables or whatever. and if they were to move five kilometers away to the next town over then they'd be executed in the street for cooking it that way. when italians are released from the context of italy it's like they're taking off training weights. an italian cook with no limiters becomes a culinary apex predator. it's for this reason that italian food has, outside of italy, become one of the big three cuisines, while remaining, in italy, frustratingly under-potential. it has to be this way.

Italians moving out of Italy:

i hate when other people are funnier than me.

Memories in the rain