in my shopping bag

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fun fact: I do my grocery shopping online and I bought a bag of carrots, BUT I didn't really pay attention to how many carrots were in that bag. Turns out it was an entire kg of carrots, so now I have way too many //carrots// and skam is full of carrots and consequently my life is too. I'm overwhelmed by carrots.

dskfjlksdjfkl carrots are good tho,,,

it irks me when humanitarians talk about how humans use up resources too quickly as if corporations dont literally drain our resources

i mean i agree we should all reduce reuse recycle & be more conscious of the environment

but my reusable shopping bags & 1 minute showers arent gonna drastically change shit as long as big business is slowly killing the world !!!

anyway my point is we gotta destroy capitalism

what you need to do if i have a convulsive seizure

I was just complaining to my friend that my oldest sister didn’t know what to do the last time I had a convulsive seizure, and I ended up injured because of it. And my friend said that actually, they don’t know what to do when they see someone have a convulsive seizure, either.

So I thought I’d explain it to you.  I’m not a doctor, and I have no medical training and not everything here will apply to everyone who has convulsive seizures, these are just the things that apply to me, and when in doubt, call an ambulance. 

Here’s what you do:

Look around. Am I lying in the middle of a busy street or on the railroad tracks, or somewhere else dangerous, like in the bathtub? If yes, drag me to somewhere where I am not in imminent danger of being hit by a truck or drowning. 

Am I somewhere safe, but lying near dangerous things like fire or knives or broken glass or pans of boiling water or anything that can hurt me? Move the dangerous things away from me.

My body will be convulsing. That means my head and my arms and my legs are rapidly hitting the ground. Put something soft underneath my head. If there’s a cushion right there, perfect. If not, wad up your coat or shove your shopping bag under my head. If there’s nothing immediately to hand that would take you more than a few seconds to grab, stick your feet underneath my head, it’ll work.

Am I wearing anything around my neck, like a tight collar, or a necktie, or a choker? Loosen it, so my airway is clear.

Don’t restrict my movements - don’t try to hold my arms and legs down. You’ve already moved all the dangerous things away from me, and cushioned my head, so don’t hold me down, unless it is necessary to keep me from doing serious harm.

Don’t put anything in my mouth. A lot of people think you need to stick your fingers or a spoon or something into the person’s mouth to prevent them choking on their tongue.  Don’t do this. 

Try to make a note of the time the seizure first started. If the seizure lasts for longer than five minutes, call an ambulance.

When the convulsing/jerking has stopped, roll me onto my side. If you know what the recovery position is, put me in the recovery position, if you don’t, just roll me onto my side, and check my airway. If I’m not breathing, or I’m having trouble breathing, call an ambulance.

It seems to be instinctive to help someone get back to their feet as soon as the seizure is over. Don’t do this with me. After a seizure, I’m in something called a post-ictal state. It makes me very, very confused, and lying on the ground or sitting somewhere soft is the safest place for me. If you pull me to my feet while I’m still this confused, I will walk directly into traffic or put my hand on a hot stove because I won’t know where I am, or what’s happening, and often I won’t be able to see at all for a few minutes. Keep me somewhere safe until I’ve fully recovered.

If I have another seizure before I’ve fully recovered from the earlier one, call an ambulance.

If you think I might be hurt, or you’re confused or not sure about what to do, call an ambulance.

That’s all there is to it. Make sure I’m not in immediate physical danger; cushion my head (but don’t restrain it); when the jerking stops, roll me onto my side and check my airway; keep me somewhere safe until I’m fully recovered, and if the seizure lasts a long time, or I have a second one, or you aren’t sure what to do or you think I might be hurt, call an ambulance. That’s it. It’s not hard, and I promise you can do this.

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Hey Guys! i have a few bags up in my etsy shop ready to sell! i have tomorrow off so the plan is to have a bunch more posted for the weekend. So go check them out before theyre gone! 

any orders placed today will get shipped tomorrow!

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You know, whenever I go shopping……the person at the counter puts my groceries into bags. For a nobody like me. their hands, they’re working so hard. And it’s just for me. Those hands are stuffing my food and snacks into bags. When I see that…I feel my chest tightening. It makes me want to cry.

Happiness has a limit for me. A limit where I can’t take any more. This limit comes to me much quicker than other people. It comes even quicker than a tiny ant. 

The mailman brings up a heavy package just because I ask him to. Someone gave me an umbrella, once on a rainy day. But then…All this happiness at once, I can’t stand it. It’s much easier just to pay for it. That has to be why money exists.

A Bride for Rip Van Winkle 2016 ‘リップヴァンウィンクルの花嫁’ Directed by Shunji Iwai

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Sunny Day and 80 degrees = Time for my favorite Sun Dress!

The weather today is amazing (compared to how not-so-great it has been). I threw on my favorite sun dress to enjoy the weather. My kids are with me, which is always a good thing. I was especially grateful though, because it was far more windy then I ever imagined. I had to constantly hold the material to my side so I would not flash anyone. They carried the the shopping bags for me and my daughter took care of the cart so I could hastily get back in the car :)

If you can’t tell from the pictures.. I feel down right amazing in this dress. I feel like it is because the colors seem to work well with my complexion, more so than almost anything else in my wardrobe. 

Having the windows open with the sun shining in also provides incredible light for a mini-selfie marathon. 

Well, I guess I better get back to doing my laundry (please ignore the towels on the bathroom floor and the clothes on the drying rack) ;-)

Have a great weekend!

-Ari

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Summary: Draco has one person in mind for the yule ball.  One person who makes his insides flip upside down, his palms sweaty and his knees weak.  The one person he can’t talk to.  Guess what?  Y/N does too.

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Draco’s Journal – December 7, 1994

There’s going to be a stupid ball on Christmas Day.  Father will probably make me go with some daft bimbo.  I’ll have to get dressed up.  I’ll have to dance.  I’ll have to look at all the ridiculous couples act all lovey dovey on the dance floor.

It’ll be awful.

Draco’s Journal – December 9, 1994

Father said I could pick someone to go with.  He gave me a few suggestions but Mother made sure I knew that I could ask anyone.

Maybe I’ll ask her.

No.  That’s ridiculous.

I barely know her. She would never go to a ball with me.

I’ll have to look at the suggestions.  I’ll take whoever is the prettiest.  Yeah.  That’s the plan.

I need to forget about her.

Draco’s Journal – December 12, 1994

I did not forget about her.

I saw her in the Great Hall and nearly asked her right then and there.  She just looked so perfect talking and laughing with her friends.

No.  I need to get it together.

I’m asking Pansy Parkinson.

Tomorrow.

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Port Mafia Drama CD -Kaji, Chuuya and Akutagawa.

So in no way I am a proper translator so I am just doing my best here! If there are mistakes, I apologize!

Audio.

That is the audio that  @anemoneee posted, so credits to her!

Onto the translation!

So it starts with Kaji doing an experiment inside his Lab, while he is laughing like a maniac Chuuya walks in with Akutagawa.
Chuuya: Oi, what are you being so loud for? Also, I heard you attacked the detective agency?

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