fresh-lemon

unconventional study tips

- buy yourself new stationery: i get so excited about using new pens that i don’t mind writing that essay i’ve been putting off for days

- use a playlist as a study timer: have a selection of instrumentals and songs with lyrics. take a break everytime a song with lyrics comes on and work during the instrumentals

- make your study space smell fresh: mint and lemon tend to be good options

- write down how much time you spend studying for a test and then the grade you got: then you can figure out how time you really need to spend to get a good grade. this will help you use your time more effectively

- spend your study breaks showering or exercising for about 30 mins: then come back fresh and quickly review what you have learned. this will help the information sink in

- don’t always study in comfy clothes or pyjamas: do your hair or makeup if you want too. this will put you in ‘get shit done’ mode

- record yourself explaining topics you’ve just studied: explaining/teaching topics helps you learn so much better, and you also have a little video to review before tests

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POP STARS: Chill with homemade wholesome ice pops - photography: Blaine Moats - styling: Jennifer Peterson - text: Caitlyn Diimig, RD - recipes: Kelsey Bulat - recipes via Diabetic Living Magazine Summer 2017

  • Creamy Chocolate Pie: chocolate instant pudding, almond milk, whipped topping, dark chocolate, graham crackers
  • Peach and Cream: vanilla pudding, milk, fresh peaches, honey, whipped topping
  • Berry Lemon: lemon, fresh strawberries, fresh blueberries, water, honey
  • Iced Coconut Latte: can unsweetened coconut milk, sugar, brewed coffee chilled
  • Watermelon, Raspberry, and Lime: lime, chopped seedless watermelon, fresh raspberries, lime juice , lime yogurt
  • Pineapple, Kiwi, and Honeydew: water, sugar, cubed fresh pineapple, sliced kiwi, cubed honeydew

Sometimes simple is best. Oil-free potato wedges cooked with chilli, indian spices and served with guacamole (mashed avocado with red onion and lemon), fresh tomatoes and salad 😋😋😋

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To Awaken Latent Magical Abilities

Requested by @skullkisser-jynx

Supplies Needed:

-          One boiling crucible

-          Source of fire

-          Wooden Spoon

-          Mortar & Pestle

-          Vial or other container for storing the potion

-          Wand (your hand will suffice if you lack a wand.)

-          Sieve – for straining the liquid.

Ingredients Needed:

-          One pint purified water

-          2 fresh lemons

-          Honey

-          Handful of fresh mint

-          An orange peel

-          1 small piece of fresh ginger root

-          Three coffee beans

-          One sage leaf

Most opportune time for conjuring: Monday during a Full Moon, although any time is the time for magic.

Prepare for brewing as you would for any magical working. Cleanse the space and yourself as you see fit. You may wish to illuminate the workspace by candlelight. If incense is desired, sweeten the air by burning a mixture of frankincense, cedar, dragon’s blood, or any other fragrance that pleases you.

INSTRUCTIONS

1.        Bring the pint of water to a boil, then reduce the heat and allow it to simmer.

2.       Squeeze the juice from the lemons and contribute to the water.

3.       Add 1 tablespoon of honey.

Bring to a boil again and stir clockwise, making sure all three are combined as one. Concentrate on your goal while stirring.

4.      Add the handful of fresh mint leaves, which should first be washed to remove any excess dirt.

5.       Crush the ginger root into a paste and add to the brew.

Bring the brew to a boil again. Continue to stir clockwise while concentrating on your goal.

6.       Contribute the orange peel.

7.       Add the 3 coffee beans.

8.       Add the sage leaf.

Allow the potion to boil for the space of thirteen minutes, stirring frequently while contemplating your magical abilities. After this time has passed, remove the potion from the fire. Point your wand at the brew (or the index finger of your hand of power) and project energy into the concoction. Allow this enchantment spell to be recited. (Fair warning: I really need to work on my rhymes. )

Power to charm, bewitch, and conjure

Locked within a deep, dark slumber

When to my lips, this brew is brought

My magic powers will then wake up

Project as much energy into the potion as you deem necessary. Afterwards, the liquid can be strained through the sieve and poured off into the vial or other container. It may then be consumed immediately before meditation, magical workings, or going to bed. Pay close attention to your dreams or any visions you might receive as they may very well point to which types of magic you ought to explore.

I think it goes without saying that you consume potions at your own risk. The ingredients given are noted as safe, however, everyone’s body reacts differently. Please note, the potion recipes are developed for effectiveness, not taste! (How many Witches on TV look forward to actually drinking a potion! 😉)

ANALYSIS:

This potion request was to awaken magical abilities. I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve certainly had days where I’ve been groggy and felt like my magic was down. I wish I had written this simple potion ages ago! It could be a fun little way to jump start your magical abilities on one of those slower mornings.

As far as the ingredients go, everything selected is associated with awakening. Think about eating a lemon. Just thinking about it should make your mouth salivate and provoke a physical response. This is the same type of awareness we want to create for our magical abilities. The coffee beans are the main ingredient of a potion made my millions of people every day! No surprise why they’re included – they symbolize the awakening of those abilities. Ginger represents power, orange peel and honey represent the sweetness of life and the sage leaf represents wisdom.

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A little BLACK MAGIK LEMONADE. 🌚🍋I didn’t measure but you get the point.🤷🏽‍♀️ You can add more of less depending on your goals and fresh lemon juice is always best. 👍🏽My jar is 16oz & my water is Alkaline. Oh, And I definitely put my BLACK MAGIK LEMONADE in the freezer to get a cold chill to it.
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The Lazy Girl's Guide to Losing Weight
  1. Always start a meal with a glass of water: You’ll stay hydrated and feel fuller instantly, which can help you from overeating.
  2. Make a few simple swaps at every meal: Going for a vinaigrette dressing instead of a Green Goddess dressing at lunch can save you 80 calories, while opting for fresh fruit instead of dried can save you dozens as well. Get a list of simple swaps to save calories here.
  3. Have a piece of dark chocolate for dessert: Instead of opting for the cookies in the break room, quiet your sugar cravings with a piece of dark chocolate. It may not feel quite as satisfying the first few times, but as you wean yourself off your sugar addiction, you’ll be glad you’re saving calories while having a healthy yet decadent treat.
  4. Be diligent with portion control: If you want to lose weight, sticking to the right portions at every meal is important. Measure out snacks beforehand instead of eating from the bag, use smaller plates to visually signal that your meal will satisfy, and put away leftovers, so you’re not tempted to go back for seconds.
  5. Move more: Even if you’re not dedicating an entire chunk of time to a workout, you can burn a few extra calories by making an effort to move a little more during the day. Taking breaks to walk around the office, opting for the stairs instead of the escalator, and parking a little farther from the office entrance are all simple ways to up your calorie burn.
  6. Don’t drink your calories: It’s a common reason why you’re not seeing results — those empty calories from a daily soda, morning juice, or large glass of wine at dinner can really add up. Stick to water flavored with a fresh ingredients likecucumber, lemon, or mint in order to save on important calories.
  7. Don’t go hungry too long: A little hunger can be good for you, but starving yourself all day in order to “splurge” on dessert at night is both unhealthy and diet sabotage. Eat well-timed meals and snacks in order to avoid low blood sugar levels that cause you to crash.
  8. Snack on high-protein, high-fiber foods: When it’s time to snack, make your food work for you. Steer clear of the empty, high-calorie options like chips and crackers, and go for protein- and fiber-rich foods that taste good and fill you up too. You’ll be able to eat fewer calories while still feeling satisfied. One of these150-calorie snacks will surely hit the spot.
  9. Eat a light, early dinner. Try to keep your dinner to about 25 percent of your daily calories, and have it at least two to three hours before going to bed. Eating too much too late can cause digestion and sleep issues that make it hard to stick to a healthy routine.
  10. Get more sleep. Lack of sleep can cause you to eat more throughout the day and not have enough energy for your workouts, so aim for seven to nine hours of sleep every night. It’s an easy and effective way to keep your weight-loss goals on the right track.

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HEALTHY PACKED LUNCH RECIPE.

This DIY salad jar is the perfect lunch to bring to work or school!

Ingredients:(makes 2)
2 handfuls of baby spinach
1 small cucumber
1 small carrot
½ cup of cooked back beans or chickpeas
Pinch of herbal salt and pepper
1 tbsp of extra virgin olive oil
Juice of 1 lemon

Method:
1. Finely chop baby spinach
2. Grate cucumber and carrot
3. Cut avocado into cubes
4. Rinse beans or chickpeas
5. Mix in a medium sized bowl.
6. Using reusable jars, combine ½ of the ingredients of the salt, pepper and fresh lemon juice mix well.
7. Top with salad ingredients. Seal the jar and pack your lunch!
8. At lunchtime shake the jar! The dressing will combine with the salad & it will be ready to enjoy!

my nana said something earlier and i haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. she was like “allie there’s lemons here if u want, they’re fresh off the tree from about three weeks ago” and like i don’t know shit about lemons but fresh and 3 weeks ago it just doesnt. they don’t go together, freshly picked and 3 weeks ago arent. that’s not correct

Larceny Bourbon

Derby day means only one thing - bourbon in my face. Oh, and I think there are horses. And hats. So get your drink on Churchill Downs-style, with this mint Julep recipe:

½ oz. simple syrup

¾ oz. fresh lemon juice

2 - 3 oz. Larceny bourbon (I suggest wheated bourbons for a julep!)

some sprigs of mint to keep it fresh

Muddle the mint with lemon and syrup. Add crushed ice and pour the bourbon over the ice. Stir until the glass frosts. Decorate with some mint sprigs.

Giddyup!

pansexualtrashcan  asked:

YO nurseydex "nice. great. perfect. fuck this." or holsom "quit it or ill bite"

Yolio, my friend.
I realized the other day that I am the shittiest in the world at writing ransom, so nurseydex it is. 

Dex was not having a good day. At all. In fact, it was decidedly bad.

The worst part was that there wasn’t anything especially horrible that happened. It was just a unch of small things, all at once. First he forgot his bio lab in his dorm, after he spent all night working on it, and the TA wouldn’t accept it late. The strap of his bag broke, and yeah, he’d been using the same one since his junior year in high school, but he had budgeted to buy a new one next month.

In an effort to make his day a little brighter, Dex decided to stop at Annie’s and splurge on himself. Bitty got him hooked on their stupid hazelnut mochas, but he rarely spent the money on himself. He barely got a sip before he spilled it all over shoes.

So, yeah, everything sucked. None of it was life-shattering bad, though, which just pissed him off more.The only thing he had to look forward to was the fresh lemon bars that he knew Bitty had set aside for him. And maybe, just a little bit, he was looking forward to the Haus, too.

He wasn’t sure when it happened, but sometime between his first semester and his third, Dex started thinking about the Haus as home. It was nothing like his actual home, back in Maine. His house was always quiet and pristine.

The Haus, though. It was always loud and messy, full of people and the weird combination of fresh pie and microwave corndogs. Some part of it reminded him of life before Michael signed his enlistment papers (and his death warrant). A little bit of that tension he’d felt building between her shoulder blades for years eased when he walked into the Haus.

Yeah, the day sucked, but he had that, at least. The only bad thing about the Haus was the Nursey seemed to love being there just as much as Dex, and what he could put his finger on exactly was when he fell head over heels in love with Nursey.  After a grueling practice one morning, they changed, like usual, in the locker room. But for the first time, Nursey noticed the small tattoo Dex had tucked under his bicep. He got this overjoyed look on his face, more excited than Dex had ever seen him look before, and that was it. That was the moment when Dex realized he was in love.

Dex hated it. He didn’t want to fall in love. He wanted to go to school, graduate as soon as humanly possible, and make as much money as humanly possible. No feelings, no drama. Hockey was his backup plan, and that’s it. No time for love, or dating, or feelings of any kind.

Among other things, it messed with his game, which means messing with his plan B. Every time he looked at Nursey, he got stupid fluttery feeling, which made him angry, which made him lash out. Lashing out ruined any sort of friendship they had, which made him even angrier. And that, all of that, translated to how they played together on the ice.

Usually, he could hide the stupid hurricane of emotions he felt whenever he saw Nursey, but he was having a bad day. He wanted the weird peace the Haus gave him and he wanted lemon bars, and nothing else.

Dex especially didn’t want to watch Nursey flirting with his stupid peer review partner. So, when he walked into the Haus and saw just that, he couldn’t help his outburst.

“Nice. Great. Perfect. Fuck this,” and walked out.

The fucking lemon bars could wait. They could barely make up for his already shitty day, let alone make up for all of the shitty things he would feel having to sit through a forced conversation with Nursey.

He barely made it four houses down frat row when he heard steps running after him. Dex didnt have to look back to know that is was Nursey. He didn’t bother to slow down.

“Dex, hold up. Dex, wait.” A warm hand clapped on his shoulder, just this side of too hard. “Dude, fucking stop.”

Dex stopped with a sigh. He turned, and seeing Nursey’s stupid face didn’t do anything to help. His stomach swooped and it made him a whole new level of angry.

“What do you want, Nursey?”

“I want to know what the fuck your problem is.” There was a look in those green eyes that Dex had never seen before.

Something in Dex broke. Any somewhat reasonable answer was a lie. It wasn’t anything that contributed to his bad day that was the problem. It wasn’t even the bad day. It was everything, all at once. It was all his stupid feelings. That was the real answer, the answer he was sick of not giving.

“What’s wrong with me is that my socks are sticking to my shoes, since I spent money I don’t have on a coffee I spilled straight away. My problem is that I needed my bag to last until next month and I broke it today. My problem is that my dick lab TA refused to take my report late, so the highest I can get in the class onw is an 89.

“My problem, Nursey, is that every time I walk into the Haus and see you flirting with whatever his name is, I don’t know if I’m more mad at him for being your type or at myself because I’m not. And my problem is that more and more I don’t know if I want to punch your stupidly beautiful face or kiss it.”

He noticed that Nursey’s hand was still on his shoulder. Some time during his incredibly ill-timed speech, he had taken several half-steps forward and was now well into Nursey’s personal space. Dex couldn’t help but look at Nursey’s face. He expected anger or maybe that same odd expression from earlier, but the small smile was a surprise.

Dex felt Nursey’s hand slide carefully down his arm, slipping solidly into his own. “You think my face is beautiful?”

Just like that, the day was forgotten. All the crap fell away and it was just stupid chirps and cute smiles and a warm hand. “Shut up, you know you’re cute.”

“Oh, no. You can’t downgrade me from beautiful to cute like that.”

Dex took another small step forward, close enough that their shirts brushed against each other. “Fine, you’re beautiful. Now, can I kiss you while I still feel like it?”

He got a small nod.

The kiss wasn’t spectacular. It wasn’t fireworks. Dex’s shoes still squelched and his shoulder was sore, but it was exactly what he wanted. And it was perfectly them.

Lemon

(Citrus limon) Safe to interact with.

Folk Name: Ulamula.
Gender: Feminine.
Planet: Moon.
Element: Water.
Powers: Longevity, Purification, Love, Friendship.

Magical Uses: Lemon juice is mixed with water and the resultant mixture is used to wash amulets, jewelry and other magical objects which have been obtained secondhand.
This wash ensures that all negative vibrations are cleansed from the object in question. The juice is also added to bath water at the time of the full Moon for its purificatory powers.
The dried flowers and peel are added to love sachets and mixtures, and the leaves are used in lust teas. A lemon tree grown from a seed which was taken from a lemon that you have consumed is a highly appropriate gift to a loved one, although admittedly this is a long process. Lemon pie, served to a spouse, will help strengthen fidelity, and a slice of fresh lemon placed beneath a visitor’s chair ensures that your friendship will last.
Obtain a green (unripe) lemon from a tree. It should be no larger than VA inches in diameter. Next, obtain some color-headed pins. Every color except black is fine; if any black-headed pins are present remove them. Now stick the pins, one at a time, into the lemon, until it is fairly bristling with them. Attach a piece of yarn or ribbon to the lemon and hang up in the home to bring blessings and luck, or give to a friend. These “lemon and pins” charms are easy to make and are quite effective, too. A lemon may serve as a poppet.

(from Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham)

petitmaitre-et-soncorbeau  asked:

soulmateAU: when your soulmate eats something you grave what they are eating! please! I mean Will poor poor Will graving human meat? goddamnit or Hannibal graving fast food? xD well this can be angsty or funny! :^)

I couldn’t decide between angsty or funny so I wrote both! :D

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For the first year, he doesn’t mind it.

The menu doesn’t vary much. It’s mostly cooked fish, steamed vegetables (usually string beans), nicely fluffed rice. It’s whiskey most nights and coffee most mornings (and some mornings it’s coffee and whiskey). It’s the occasional Hershey’s chocolate bar, which makes Hannibal’s palate wince - he really thought he’d taught Will how to appreciate a nice bitter dark chocolate, but he supposes some habits are hard to break.

It’s fresh lemon pie in the summer, and warm cider with rum in the winter. It’s the beef stew that Hannibal gave him the recipe for, made with a really lovely bordeaux.

It’s lomo saltado, once, although there’s a saltwater aftertaste that’s unmistakable.

All of these tastes, lingering in the back of Hannibal’s throat, dancing on the edges of his senses, he savours. Because it’s a small piece of Will that he can still cling to within these white, lifeless walls. It’s why he behaves so perfectly for his guards - the most gentlemanly of murderers - and it works. Works so well that they grant him special meal privileges, all so that Will can still taste Hannibal’s cooking, now and then.

But even that small thread can bring the deepest of pain when tugged too tight, and it does just that on an unremarkable Sunday afternoon.

The day that Hannibal tastes wedding cake on his tongue.

It’s a light sponge, perfectly moist with a dark chocolate buttercream. A simple cake, but well made. The taste makes Hannibal want to vomit.

Then he tastes the ghosting press of fingers as they playfully shove the cake in his - Will’s - face, and he does vomit then.

He retches in his tiny porcelain toilet with violent force, and he holds the stale acrid tang of it in his mouth before he spits, hoping that somewhere far away Will gets a taste.

Then he rinses his mouth out, splashes water on his face, and lies down in his grey cot. He stares up at the void of the ceiling and wishes he could never taste anything ever again.

(fluffy part 2 under the cut)

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Simon Imagine; hidden feelings

“REQUESTED: can you do a simon imagine where he’s just acting like a complete asshole to some guy who was hitting on you and there’s angst and fluff and stuff because you didn’t know he felt that way?”

Y/N POV:

I sat down at the table, placing my coat over my chair. The cool autumn breeze danced along my skin, scents of fresh leaves and lemon entertaining my nostrils. People laughed and chatted aimlessly all around me. I pulled out my phone, hoping to look busy to the general public as I waited for Simon. 

We had arranged to meet for a coffee and a catch up, however he was late, as usual. I put it down to his busy schedule and instead preoccupied myself with texting and playing candy crush.

“Hey. Do you mind me sitting?”

As I looked up I caught eyes with a stranger. He was fairly tall, dark haired and handsome. His eyes were a soft shade of grey. Attractive, but unnerving. I couldn’t help but instantly feel that something was off.

“I’m sorry, it’s taken.” I squeaked, looking back down at my phone.

“I don’t see any one here,” he pulled out the chair opposite me, maintaining eye contact as he sat down. “It wouldn’t feel right to leave a pretty lady like you sitting by herself.”

“I’m not here by myself.” I surprised myself at how confident I sounded.

“So then who? Imaginary friend? I don’t see anyone here sweetheart.”

“I’m waiting for someone.”

“Who?”

Another voice interjected. “Me.”

I looked up. Behind Mr persistent stood Simon. His cheeks were slightly flushed from the weather, his eyes a cold, dark blue. His hair was wet, sticking to his face slightly. I watched as his jaw tensed.

“She’s waiting for me. And I’m here now. So you can leave.”

My eyes widened at the anger in his voice. Simon was not one for confrontation, and definitely not the angry type, however today seemed to be an exception. 

“Please, Sir, don’t raise your voice. It was a misunderstanding. I thought she was lying.” The man stood up, backing away slightly. Simon only moved closer to his face.

“Well she wasn’t. And even if she was, so what. A girl tells you to leave her alone, you do it.” He spoke in a harsh tone, almost spitting in the man’s face. “And as for the misunderstanding, I don’t give a fuck. The only misunderstanding is you still being here. Move.”

My stomach fluttered at the sight of this new, overprotective, almost frightening Simon. It appeared I wasn’t the only frightened one as the man in question backed away, hands in the air. Simon held his hand out to me.

“Suddenly, I don’t wanna be here anymore. Let’s go?”

I smiled up at him, nodding. Would I dare say no to this new angry Simon?

No. No I wouldn’t.


We walked around for a while, appreciating the look of mid autumnal London. I replayed earlier’s confrontation in my mind again and again as if it was my favourite DVD and I was putting it on loop. I wanted to ask him why he grew so infuriated so quickly. My subconcious snarled at me, telling me it was no more than a defense of morals, however I disagreed. It had felt like maybe Simon was jealous, even overprotective. 

When we finally sat down on a bench in the centre of the park, I plucked up the courage to ask him. 

“Simon?” I quizzed, looking down at my fingertips.

“Yeah?”

“What got you so angry earlier?”

“What do you mean?” he responded quickly. “That guy was a prick.”

“But why? Why did you care that he was talking to me?”

His jaw appeared to tense. “Well didn’t you?”

“That’s not what I asked.”

“Well what are you asking?” He snapped, his eyes not leaving mine. “Would you rather be sitting here with him and his stupid fucking jawline?”

Simon’s voice shook with anger, although he looked wounded. I inhaled deeply.

“Simon..are you jealous?”

He looked away, admiring the sight in front of him.

“Fine. I might be.”

“But why?”

“I fucking like you okay!” He exclaimed, avoiding my eye. I felt my stomach twist.

“I really fucking like you. I hate seeing you with anybody else, because I want you. I want you more than anything, and I have done for a very long time.”

I pressed my lips to his, feeling them warm up instantly.

“Simon Minter I like you too.”

When I’m sick, I eat MORE. Why? My body is struggling already, why would I under nourish it? Get the nourishing food in my belly and make me well again! And literally eating a packet of pasta has always made me feel better for some reason 😏 #cutcarbscutlife gluten free rice and corn penne tossed through fresh lemon juice and cracked pepper, homemade low fat low sodium really chunky vegetable and tomato pasta sauce, oil free roasted sweet potato and pumpkin, roasted corn… It’s all happening up in here! And no sick meal is complete without chili, so drowned in hot sauce post photo 💦 now I’m ready to go outside and sweat it out ☀️ peace and love as always 🌻 (Instagram: feedingmindbodysoul and snapchat: chelseajdiehm)

How to Storyboard

After receiving a few requests to explain how I plan and organize stories before I write them, I present “How to Storyboard,” a template with tips on how to arrange a story idea, plan its characters and scenes, and get organized before the writing process begins.

Note: This template is in no way canon or a “must” among fiction writers; it’s simply a tool I built to keep myself focused on a story’s essentials and to stay on track of everything I need to maintain plot flow with multi-chaptered stories.

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