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So postcards are better than calling your representatives because they’re time-stamped and don’t have to be checked for substances. One of the great things about postcards is that one side is an image and the other side is an explanation. 

Here’s my idea. 

There’s a lot of print on demand places out there. I use Redbubble but there’s a ton of other ones.

Set up an account.

Take photos that regard your issue. Like… if your issue is healthcare, take a picture of your doctor’s bill (with personal info redacted, obviously.) Or if you see anti-semitic graffiti in your neighborhood, take a picture of that. A friend of mine a couple weeks ago was collecting photos of Lake Eerie from when it caught fire (prior to EPA intervention) and ironically putting “Welcome to Beautiful Lake Eerie” over the top. 

It does not take a high-res camera to make a post-card on most of these sites and you can do it with a phone camera. You can set it up (at least on Redbubble) so that it doesn’t show publicly and only you can print it. If you ‘upload to all items’ postcards are available under ‘greeting cards.’

Buy one. 

Write WHY you’re angry on the back. Mail it. 

Congratulations- your representative now has a controversial image complete with artist’s statement and they cannot be separated from each other or divorced from their context. 

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I'ma be super transparent right now, more so than I’m typically comfortable with…but I’m struggling. Like, $400 in the hole, barely keeping the roof over my head struggling. I don’t have any sob stories, just stuck in a low paying job and haven’t landed any of the new roles I’ve been applying for and it’s been taking a huge toll on my household.

Here’s the thing. I urgently need help, but I hate asking especially when I can’t immediately reciprocate. BUT I design and sell greeting cards! My shop, Rebels and Royals Print Company, was created a month or two ago, to celebrate Black women and our experiences. It’s my baby, and I have such a huge vision for the growth of my company, but I’ve gotta pay some bills first.

So, I’m asking any and everyone who is able and willing to pop over to my shop and buy a card. They’re only $5 and shipping is discounted when you buy more than one. If you’re interested in purchasing a card that’s not currently posted on the site, hit my DM and I’ll get it sent to you! Want to support but don’t want a card? Donate to my shop! Don’t want to support my shop but still like me enough to help out? My cashtag is $Mille. Don’t wanna do any of that? Please like, reblog and share with any and everyone.

Like I’ve stated, I’ve got big plans for my shop and new items coming up for the holidays, so if you do enjoy my products, follow us @rebelsandroyals for updates and please continue to support!

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Tip for new cashiers: if someone is buying a greeting card (especially birthday or graduation) and they ask for cash back just automatically give them the nicest bills in the drawer. Believe me. The number of times I have heard “wellllll… do you have any nicer ones……. it’s a giiiiiift…” is uncountable.
Give them the crisp ones. Spare yourself having to open the drawer again.

just another day ♥

Thanks to @thesassywitchofthenortheast and @trueromantic1 for the Valentine’s Day prompts. Your ideas were similar, so I mixed in a thought I had, and this ball of fluff is the end result. (set sometime post-Underworld in happier times)


“Come on, lad, you’re going to be late for…”

“Which ones, Captain America or X-Men, I can’t decide?”

The aisle in which Killian has found Henry is awash in red and pink, with paper hearts haphazardly taped to shelves overflowing with candy and plush toys. Henry is holding up two boxes, which upon closer inspection appear to contain small red notecards adorned with his favorite comic book characters.

“Lad, I’m going to need a bit more information before I can form an opinion. What is all of this?”

Henry lets out a small huff and lowers his hands, a tinge of teenage annoyance with the world showing momentarily before he begins to speak with his usual understanding when teaching Killian of this new realm.

“Today is Valentine’s Day. It’s a day for couples to do romantic things, buy flowers, candy, greeting cards with love poems on them, and go out on dates, that kind of thing. It’s a holiday, I guess. At school, all the kids give these Valentines to each other, it’s just a thing…you know…and I can’t decide which ones I like better.”

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Great paintings—people flock to see them, they draw crowds, they’re reproduced endlessly on coffee mugs and mouse pads and anything-you-like. And, I count myself in the following, you can have a lifetime of perfectly sincere museum-going where you traipse around enjoying everything and then go out and have some lunch. But if a painting really works down in your heart and changes the way you see, and think, and feel, you don’t think, ‘oh, I love this picture because it’s universal.’ ‘I love this painting because it speaks to all mankind.’ That’s not the reason anyone loves a piece of art. It’s a secret whisper from an alleyway. Psst, you. Hey kid. Yes you. An individual heart-shock. Your dream, Welty’s dream, Vermeer’s dream. You see one painting, I see another, the art book puts it at another remove still, the lady buying the greeting card at the museum gift shop sees something else entire, and that’s not even to mention the people separated from us by time—four hundred years before us, four hundred years after we’re gone—it’ll never strike anybody the same way and the great majority of people it’ll never strike in any deep way at all but—a really great painting is fluid enough to work its way into the mind and heart through all kinds of different angles, in ways that are unique and very particular. Yours, yours. I was painted for you. And—oh, I don’t know, stop me if I’m rambling… but Welty himself used to talk about fateful objects. Every dealer and antiquaire recognizes them. The pieces that occur and recur. Maybe for someone else, not a dealer, it wouldn’t be an object. It’d be a city, a color, a time of day. The nail where your fate is liable to catch and snag.
—  Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
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On the northern Virginia farm where Helen Downs spent her childhood, Christmas meant a freshly butchered hog and an epic family meal. When she had her own kids, Helen brought this spirit of abundance to their home.

“When I think about Christmas growing up,” her son Terry says, “I remember my mom cooking in the kitchen for hours.” There was turkey and glazed ham, two kinds of stuffing, buttery yeast rolls flecked with cinnamon and pies: chocolate, lemon and cherry. She made it all, and she made sure everybody got a present. For the Downs family, Helen was the heart of Christmas.

Then Helen was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and moved in with her son. As she slowly forgot how to make her famous yeast rolls and use her microwave, her daughter-in-law Mary helped her send out greeting cards, buy presents and bake loaves of banana bread for everyone at Helen’s day care center. She took on the Christmas dinner, too.

When Mom Has Alzheimer’s, A Stranger Comes For Christmas

Photos: Meredith Rizzo/NPR

anonymous asked:

hello could you do a dating Yugyeom post like you did with the other boys pls?

fuck i’m cackling

  • yugyeom trying to nudge you for attention but he has no concept of his own strength and accidentally knocks you to the floor
  • thinks he’s being really sneaky when stealing kisses around the other boys until JB starts throwing shoes at him
  • he always opens doors for you and holds ur umbrella and is such a doll jackson coached him well
  • but on the other hand he keeps leaving hickies in places you can’t possibly cover up so thanks for that yugyeom
  • he has serious conversations with the stuffed animals on your bed while waiting for you to get out of the shower
  • ‘yugye stop trying on my lipsticks, those were expensive’
  • his voice always speeds up when he talks about you bc he’s so excited
  • you protect him from the rest of got7 when the boys start teasing him
  • sometimes ur both really emotionally overwhelmed/exhausted so your sit on the couch under a blanket and cry until one of you starts laughing and then you’ll both be laughing hysterically and feel loads better
  • he likes to buy you situationally inappropriate greeting cards, like that time it was your birthday and he got you a ‘sorry for your loss’ card
  • why is his sense of humor so weird why is he like this omg
  • he knows all the 18+ night clubs in town and y’all go out dancing every chance you get bc he loves to show off 
  • incidentally, you’ve fucked in a lot of club restrooms 
  • no offense but the sex would be out of this world have you seen his hips move lord almighty
  • adventurous sex bc why the fuck not
    • just make sure there’s a good sound track
  • so many impromptu staring contests
  • serenades you while you do the dishes
  • insists on always sleeping on the same side of the bed bc the other side ‘isn’t as firm’ yeah ok whatever
  • ‘yugye would you please stop dancing and just change the sheets like a normal person? not every chore has to be an extended dance cut’
    • except, yes it does with him
  • his snapchats are videos of him and bambam arguing and cute selfies and the occasional nude
  • don’t bring him home to meet your parents he will embarrass the both of you
  • he looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky
  • i have an appointment with some tissues now bye

(Jaebum|Youngjae|Mark|Jr.|Bambam|Jackson)

anonymous asked:

i work at a small local business. we do everything by hand, including tax exemptions, which require all the info off someone's driver's license. so it pisses me off to no end when some old person buys $2.50 in greeting cards and says "OH, AND I'M FROM [sales tax exempt state]." like, really? you wanna save 11¢ that bad I will GIVE YOU the change from my own pocket rather than hold up everyone else in the store to fill out this fucking form.