weigh cup!

anonymous asked:

I work at a fro-yo place & we had a family of 7 come in & they were impatient af so my employee weighed each cup as they came (so separate) & the when the last cup came through, the total was around 40 & dad did not understand how it was so much. He payed it but then wanted to speak to me about getting a refund AFTER they had finished eating? His kids piled on the toppings, they all got a shit ton of yogurt & weight count was right. Maybe watch your kids so they don't get so much shit next time

oceansideopus  asked:

Omg the NurseyDex NHL fics!!! Bless you they are perfect!!So when they come out would they change their names on their jerseys?

(NHL PART 1 // PART 2)

The Stanley Cup weighs 34.5 pounds.

The first time Dex lifted it, he would’ve told you it was weightless.

This time, five years later, he feels every ounce of that 34.5. This time, the cup is weighted down by the knowledge that this is the last time he’ll ever get it. The last time he’ll play in the NHL. The last celly he’ll have with his husband. It’s a good weight, he decides. He figures it’s probably as heavy as Claire was the first time he picked her up. It’s a good reminder of why they’re retiring, actually. They’d been talking about it from the beginning of the season, but the call that the adoption had finally, finally gone through in April had decided it. Going out on a win seemed like a fairy tale, but amazingly, impossibly, they pulled it out. When Dex hands the cup over to Nursey, they’re both crying.


By the time the parade rolls around, they’ve officially changed their names to Nurse-Poindexter - a little consistency that they’d both agreed would be good for Claire when they get her next week - Wednesday, to be exact. They’re both counting down the days. PR’s already got the press conference scheduled for Monday, and the media’s going crazy speculating that they’re retiring. It’s true, but Dex really doubts that will be the main focus of the media when they’re done.


How long?”

It’s the million-dollar question, apparently. There’s no correct answer except forever.

“From the first time I saw him,” Nursey answers, and that seems about right.


Dex doesn’t think they could’ve planned this any better. Most of the media frenzy happens Tuesday, while they’re running around the house trying to be completely sure it’s ready for a four-year old with a penchant for getting into things she shouldn’t. Both of their families are there, holding their phones hostage and screening every call, just to be sure it’s not the adoption agency.


Nursey cries when Eichs brings over the present on behalf of the team. Three jerseys - 28, 24, and 2 - all under “Nurse-Poindexter.”

“Let me tell you, equipment had a hell of a time fitting all that on a toddler’s jersey,” Jack laughs.


Being back at KeyBank for the banner raising is heavy, and Dex can feel the waves of nerves coming off of Nursey. Claire can too, apparently, because she’s climbing all over him and tugging at his hair in what Dex can only imagine is an attempt to distract him.

Dex’s heart rate picks up when they start the roster. He holds his breath as he hears “Number 24, William Nurse-Poindexter.”

The crowd is cheering so loud Dex forgets to wave at the camera like he’s supposed to.

“Number 28, Derek Nurse-Poindexter.”

The roar gets even louder, and Dex thanks god for the headphones they put on Claire. Dex looks down to check on her, and has to laugh when he sees her pulling faces at the camera. He pulls her and Nursey both into a hug, and the noise reaches a crescendo. Eichs and the rest of the team are pounding their sticks on the ice, and Bylsma next to him is patting them both on the back.


@DNurse28: when your daughter asks for a @ChrisChowder jersey for Christmas because “Uncle Chris actually plays hockey, Daddy.” #wrekt

@WJPoindexter24: @DNurse28 #confirmed our daughter is a savage

@ChrisChowder: @WJPoindexter24 @DNurse28 WHY DIDN’T SHE ALREADY HAVE MY JERSEY I’M HER GODFATHER

Meal-Prepping

So I got a request to explain my process of meal prepping. For those of you who don’t know, this is typically done once a week where you prepare your meals for the following week. 

I’m at school from 11:30am-7:30pm three times a week so I definitely need to have meals & snacks prepared so that I don’t go out and waste my money on junk or pre-packaged meals. It most definitely helps and keeps me motivated and organized. For me, meal prepping occurs Sunday afternoons and is actually a fun time (I jam out to concerts I save of my favorite artists) :p

Every week is different because I don’t like to eat the same thing day in and day out, but I’ll give you an example of how a typical meal prep sesh goes:

Portioning:

Anything that can be portioned and separated into baggies, will be portioned and separated into baggies. This includes any fruits, veggies, nuts, cereal, oats, any packaged snacks, etc. I use a food scale to make my portions for anything that doesn’t have a serving size. For example, if I’m portioning string beans, I’ll put 5 oz. in each baggie (about 50 calories). For other dry items, I either use measuring cups, weigh it or just separate into whatever the serving size is.

This helps soooo much. I can’t stress it enough. I love the baggie system because when I’m in a hurry to leave (which I usually am), I can just grab and go. Plus I know how many calories are in each bag so it’s easy to create a meal. Every week I take the ENTIRE bag/box of green beans, watermelon, cereal, quinoa, etc. and portion the entire thing even if I don’t use it all that week. That way I don’t have to do it over and over again.

Meat:

Meat is a bit of a different story. I buy meat whenever it’s on sale (typically chicken breast or turkey breast) and freeze it until I decide I want to eat it. When I do, I thaw it out for Sundays meal prep session. Typically I need about 6 MEALS already made for school each week, so I weigh 6 x 4 oz. portions of meat (4 oz. is a typical serving) and cook each of these separately, either in a pan, grilled or baked. After each serving is cooked I place it in its own separate tupperware container. Then I cut up the rest of the meat and cook it all at once and place the entire chunk of leftovers in its own tupperware container (I have 7 tupperware containers for meat). This way I can just grab it and microwave it real quick.

Whole Grain:

With each meal I include some kind of whole grain, complex carbohydrate. This could be quinoa, oats, rice, beans, or anything similar. I cook up 6 servings all together and then do my best to separate them into each tupperware container that already contains the meat.

Stir-Fry:

For my meals, I love to make a stir fry of veggies to go along with my meat and whole grain. Typically, I cut up green, red, orange, & yellow peppers, mushrooms, onions, etc. and cook them in some olive oil in a pan. Then I separate them into the 6 tupperware containers.

Other:

Some other things I like to prepare ahead of time:

-Kale Chips (baking kale)

-Hard-boiled eggs

-Salsa/guacamole/Hummus

-Sweet Potato Chips (baked sweet potatoes)

-Sandwiches

-Tea

Remember, this should be fun, not something you dread! Try it out & see if you enjoy it, if you do then great, if you don’t then maybe it’s not for you. I love it because I love to cook and I love jamming out! It’s my “me” time of the week. Do whatever makes you happy and successful in your journey!

-DD

oh yeah i did stuff today i wore my new flowery dress that fits me so nice and looks so pretty im just super ugly in contrast (shrug emoji) but@@@ i went to target an fd finally replaced my shite sandals so thats cool then i got sanwdwich lunch but i spilled tea on my dress AND IT RESISTED like the fabric just didnt care it got spilt on which was cool everything was fine then we went to the froyo place next door tht i LOVE theres so many good sweets there and u pay by how much ur cup weighs i got 14 ounces of SUGAR i had a good day dude.///….. i had to take a nap when i got home but here i am CHILL AS FUCK

anonymous asked:

AU where Steve didn't crash land but Peggy thinks he did. He shows up and they have their dance

“Steve…?” The tears spills before she can stop them; her lower lip trembling, heart sinking into the pit of her stomach. There is no response, just static. 

“Steve?” She tries again, just to assure herself of the truth she already knows. Steve Rogers is gone and there is nothing she can do to change it.

Peggy goes to the Stork Club anyway. She wears the red dress and matching lipstick, her hair done and her heels polished. She can’t remember a time she’d put so much effort into anything. Maybe it’s because she silently hopes if she puts all the feelings she never voiced out there, if she hopes hard enough, Steve will be there. He’ll crack a joke about being late, maybe stutter through an apology and everything will be right.

But a piece of her knows that she’s dressed so well because she’ll be saying good-bye. Steve is gone, and this will be the final nail in the coffin.

She sits alone, sipping a drink, her eyes flitting over the smiling couples on the dance floor. The music is loud and the happiness in the air feels like it’s suffocating her. This isn’t right! Steve should be beside her. They should be out there on the dance floor, laughing and smiling like fools, because maybe Steve couldn’t dance to save his life but she’d considered it worth it if it meant she got to be held by him.

She downed the rest of the drink in one gulp, the liquid burning on the way down. 

A man in a cheap suit slides into the empty seat beside her. He smells like cheap cologne and booze and the roguish smile on his unshaven face makes her want to punch him in the teeth. “Hey, doll,” he drawls. “What’s a pretty dame like you doing here by yourself?”

She weighs the empty cup in her hand like she’s considering bashing it against his head. “Waiting for my date,” she replies tersely.

The man glances around with a chuckle on his lips. “Don’t see nobody coming this way.”

Her heart aches at the thought and she glances at the door again, just in case. Through her teeth she hisses, “He’ll be here.”

“Come now, doll, why don’t I take your mind off it with a dance?” 

A firm hand suddenly clamps down on the man’s shoulder. “Actually, she owes me a dance.”

She could swear the figure before her was an alcohol induced vision. Steve was dead, she’d come here tonight to convince herself of it, but there he stood, tall in his uniform, grinning slightly.

“Sorry, I’m late, Peggy,” he says as he hauls the man to his feet.

“Steve?” She fumbles for the right words, her hands trembling.

The man takes the hint and slinks off to the next table where a cluster of girls sit ogling Steve.

“I thought-” The tears flow again. “I thought you were dead.”

He grabs her hand and places it on his chest, over his heart, letting her feel the pulse beating beneath her palm. “I couldn’t leave my best girl,” Steve whispers with a smile. “Not when she owes me a dance.”

She’s so happy, so overwhelmed, she forgets all sense of decorum and manners and throws her arms around his neck and kisses him like they’re the only people in the room. Steve’s hand cups her cheek, holding her close as he dares in a public setting.

“How?” She asks when she finally pulls away.

He shrugs, “I bailed out right before the ship hit the ice. Figured I’d rather swim than be a popsicle.”

“I was so worried!”

He gathers her in his arms, hugging her tight. “I know. I’m sorry.”

Peggy shakes herself, regaining control of herself. “Well, I suppose I did promise you a dance.”

Steve flashes her the brightest grin she’s ever seen and her heart melts a little. There aren’t enough words to describe how happy she is that he is here.

She leads him to the dance floor and places one hand on her hip, the other in her own hand. “Now,” he’s starring down at their shoes, already worried about stepping on her toes. 

She puts her finger under his chin and tilts his head back up with a smile. “Keep your eyes on me, Steve.”

“Always,” he whispers softly.

“Just follow me,” she pulls him backwards as she steps back and then to the left. Steve’s eyes remain rooted to her face as best he can, but the moment he actually does step on her toes he pulls his gaze away.

“I’m so sorry! See, what did I tell you?” His voice is teasing, but somehow apologetic as well.

Peggy merely laughs it off. “Come on. Let’s try again.” Before long they’re swirling around the dance floor, lost in the music, lost in each other. Steve still managed to step on her toes twice more before he really gained his confidence and managed to lead her through a song. 

They danced until the club closed and then stumbled out into the darkness with their arms slung around each other. 

“Was it worth the wait?” Steve asks as they walk down the street. “I mean, did you find the right partner?”

Her heart is so full it could burst. She places a kiss on his cheek, leaving a lipstick mark. “I wouldn’t want any other partner but you.”

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Gyokuro Saturday! Gyokuro (玉露) translates as ‘Jade Dew’ and is grown in the shade instead of the harsh sunlight. The tea leaves are a lushious dark green and had a light fresh roasted seaweed grassy scent. I warmed the Houhin (ほうひん) pot and cups, weighed the right amount of leaves and waited for the water temperature to dip to 60 degrees.

The magic happened when the warm water touched the leaves - the leaves literally turned bright green and began blooming and unfurling softly to reveal that fresh grassy color. The first cup was intoxicating - the seaweed scent lingered, the tea started out mildly sweet and ended off on a brisk grassy note. My mom and sister enjoyed it though my dad was not a fan (which was unsurpising since he’s not a fan of any green tea’s grassy notes.) I steeped the tea about 5-6 more times and each pour had a consistent bright jade green tint.

By the last cup, the tea taste had lightened and out came the ponzu sauce. The Gyokuro leaves were soft and retained a similiar texture to vegetables boiled in chinese herbal soups. Compared to the other leaves I sampled, Gyokuro was significantly less chewy and much less bitter.

The whole process was a little more time consuming this round as I watched the temperature, weight and brewing time a little more carefully. I’m looking forward to my next brew - I realize I take time to appreciate the tea (I’m slow) but the more I sample it, the more notes I taste, the more complex scents I pick up. Here’s to my next pot!

10 Facts That Will Amaze You #11

1. Consumption of caffeine increases focus for men, but not women.

2. The less you use your brain’s frontal lobes, the “hotter” you think you are.

3. People feel better on the weekends thanks to uncontrollable chemical reactions.

4. People who use “upspeak” (to make a statement sound like a question) tend to have superior empathy.

5. Taking a break after work or a class helps you retain the information you learned.

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Coach

Calum Hood One-Shot

A/N: This was highly requested that I continue this & I’m sorry it took so long. This part does not contain smut but if enough people want, I’ll continue into a part three! xx

Part I

Part II 

When I had gotten home from practice, I didn’t know what to do with myself. Yeah, I had homework to do, but that was the least of me worries. Let’s be honest, I just had sex with my soccer coach in the girls locker room showers, I was about to burst if I didn’t tell someone. But, I couldn’t tell anyone, Lexi, god she would have a freak out and probably die over the phone, or anyone else on the team for that matter. I was completely alone in this situation, yet I was totally fine with it and I definitely wanted it to happen again.

I made my way up into my room where a big poster of David Beckham hung on my wall. It had been there since I was younger and really first started getting into soccer. He was so young in it, but I could never bring myself to throw it away. I think I loved it a little too much. Even though he had always been a love of mine, I didn’t bother to even look at it right now. I plopped right on my bed and started scrolling through my phone. Just as I did so, an unknown number texted me.

Hey girls, it’s your coach. I wanted to reach out to you in a group message to let you all know this is how I will be getting a hold of you. This is my personal number, but that does not mean you get to prank call me when you’re drunk, yes I know you do that. Expect to get practice and game messages through this. Basically, this is your way to reach me for the season. Calum.

Even through is message I could sense the maturity that he held and I wasn’t even weirded out that I had no idea how he even got my number. All that was important to me was that I now had his.

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All right kids, let’s talk about water retention!

I retain water like crazy. My body hoards water at the slightest provocation or alteration to my routine. And that’s okay, and normal, and expected. It’s a super basic thing that our bodies do, but we throw around the term “water retention” like it’s such a Big Fucking Deal.

Bodies are full of water, all the time. It’s not just your stomach and digestive system holding the water, it’s also each individual cell and its constantly changing levels of hydration. But for a ton of infuriatingly miseducated reasons, people are so damn hung up on their scale weight! People make knee-jerk reactive decisions about what they’re allowed to eat that day, or how much cardio to do, or what their moral worth is or whatever, all based on that random meaningless little scale number. A number that is, more often than not, due to water retention.

Please consider the above photos of a drinking cup. This cup weighs 13.6 ounces, as displayed by the kitchen scale in the lefthand picture. This cup is 8 inches tall and 3 inches across. In the second picture, the cup has been filled with water. The cup now weighs nearly 1.5 pounds, almost twice as much.

Did the cup, as a unit, become “heavier”? Yes.

Did the cup itself increase in mass? Did the cup become larger? Did the cup suddenly gain extra “cup” out of nothing? NO! The cup isn’t any larger or more massive. It is simply full of water, and therefore it weighs more on the scale.

Water is, and should be, everywhere in your body. Depending on your current lifestyle, you may simply be retaining some extra water. It’s nothing to stress about. Exactly how much water you are retaining is dependent on many situational, health, and lifestyle factors, highlighted below:

  • Do you drink enough water? If you don’t, your body is clinging to what it can get, which translates to extra water weight. Drink more water.
  • Do you eat a lot of preservatives, artificial foods, and/or refined carbohydrates? Preservatives are often in the form of sodium, which is an electrolyte that tells your body to retain water. Artificial ingredients are commonly a result of factory processes that alter its natural state, which means your body probably doesn’t recognize it and will retain water as a stress/flush response to the “foreign substance. The human body retains about four grams of water for every one gram of carbohydrates consumed - again, this is natural and not a bad thing, but since refined carbohydrates are absorbed quickly and are often consumed excessively, this may contribute to extra water retention. Gradually shift your diet to include more whole, fresh foods and your body may release some of the water.
  • Do you get enough sleep? If not, your cortisol levels (a stress reaction hormone) are too high. Guess what? Water retention. A stressed body will always hang on to water, its most precious resource, just in case something really bad happens. This is a survival mechanism.
  • Are you mentally or emotionally stressed? See above re: cortisol. Mental and emotional stress cause a physical response.
  • Do you eat enough? Restriction creates water retention by causing physical stress response in the body. 
  • Do you eat too much? Overeating causes water retention. This is primarily due to digestion, since your digestive system requires more water to process a larger amount of food, but it may also be due to an increased carbohydrate intake (as previously discussed).
  • Are you on your period? If you are, I personally advise you to NOT step on the scale unless you’re immune to number fear (if you are, that’s great, just saying). Your uterus is literally shredding part of itself and regrowing new tissue. Your hormone levels are all over the map. You have earned the right to be bloated and moody. It is natural and understandable.
  • Have you fasted, “cleansed”, or crash dieted recently? Sudden decreases in intake are pretty much guaranteed to cause bloat once you return to a regular routine. Low-calorie diets cause your body to burn its glycogen stores, and since each gram of glycogen is bound to 3-4 grams of water (see above re: carbs), burning glycogen also means losing water. Glycogen is your body’s main source of fuel, and your body will eagerly start storing it again once you return to any semblance of normal eating, even if that eating is super healthy. This is why fad/crash diets look successful on paper but are spectacular failures in real life. It’s always good to focus on small, long term changes rather than quick fixes.
  • Have you voluntarily purged recently? Both deliberate vomiting and laxative use are forcing your body to rapidly dehydrate. This is something bodies generally don’t like doing, so your body is responding in panic by hoarding water “just in case”.
  • Are you constipated? Gross, but it does cause your body to hoard water in an effort to get things moving, so to speak.
  • Do you exercise? Inactivity makes your body generally slower and less efficient at processing stored water. Try a few days of moving around a little bit if you feel bloated.
  • Are you on any medications? NSAIDs, birth control/hormonal treatments, corticosteroids, and some blood pressure medicines cause significant water retention
  • Are you lifting weights? Strength training in particular creates temporary “water padding” in the muscles to aid their recovery and performance. This is technically considered water weight, but in this case it’s specifically a good thing.
  • Do you live an overall healthy, moderate lifestyle? This is so simple as to be condescending, but people somehow manage to ignore the fact that if your lifestyle is imbalanced, so is your body.

If you’re retaining water, be patient and let it leave on its own, which it will, you’ll pee it out over a few days. Eat good foods. Do not restrict or overexercise (this actually makes it worse). Water has weight too, and just because it’s showing up on the scale DOES NOT MEAN THAT “YOU GOT FAT”. Fat gain doesn’t happen overnight. The amount of extra food you’d have to consume to create that kind of fat gain is extreme and unlikely. Your body doesn’t suddenly start storing multiple pounds of fat for no reason, especially when the majority of people I interact with would actually be better advised to eat more, not less. Please calm down.

End note: 5 pounds of water looks scary as hell on the scale, but that’s less than a one-gallon jug of milk. Quite honestly, I pee more than that in a single day. Keep it in perspective. Everything is gonna be okay.

In the Night ➤ Melanie + Fabian

With the end of the term and graduation, the situation with her father and Sirius’ family, and the House Cup weighing heavily on Melanie’s mind, she hadn’t been getting much sleep at night. Her thoughts ran a hundred miles a minute during the day as it was - when she was stressed, it was amplified by about thirty times, and as a result it made it impossible for her to settle enough to properly drift off. Melanie usually dealt with it, but when the early hours of the morning struck and she still wasn’t even close to getting any sleep, she’d slipped out of bed entirely on a whim.

She moved silently through the castle, not caring that she was only wearing one of Fabian’s old shirts and a thin pair of shorts she’d thrown on last minute before she’d left (being caught pantless would have been rather problematic), and it didn’t take too long for her to make her way into the Gryffindor common room and up the stairs to the boys’ dormitories. She maneuvered easily around the various items that littered the floor - boys, she thought to herself for what had to be the hundreth time - and automatically crossed the room to Fabian’s bed. Her legs looked paler than usual in the moonlight as she slid them beneath the sheets, gently creeping into Fabian’s bed.

dollylynnn - Universe#614🍓

Hi!! I’m here again with my new collection. I just picked up from post office today and I really really love it!! So, this person is I really adore so much, she also got twins!! I met them once at tlp in msia bcs I’m buying stuff from them (which I’ll show it soon). Let’s get going!!  I will tell the name of the things based from her details. 

This is the packaging

After I opened the package

The things inside it. Okay I started to list the things

🍓 Cold cup (weighs around 210g)

🍓 iRing

🍓 A5 Notebook

🍓 Ziplock Pouch

🍓 10 pcs Photocards

🍓 2 pcs Transparent Photocards

🍓 2 pcs A6 Stickers (not die-cut/kiss-cut) & 1 pc Free Gift Sticker


🍓 Free Gift Set

🍓 Full preview

I love this because it’s so cute and of course it’s Chanbaek. I have bought many things from them and hope they will make another project.

Thank you