Me, sinning: listen I can’t let Jesus die in vain.
Month: March 2016
Anonymously message me one thing you’d like to know about me. I will answer anything.
We all have that “The One That Got Away” fanfic- you’ve read it and absolutely loved it, but you could never find it again. And after looking for the longest time you begin to think that maybe you dreamed it
Cleaning
- clean bathroom tips
- organize your closet
- how to fix a leaky faucet
- how to keep a clean kitchen
- removing stains from your carpet
Money
- how to coupon
- what to do when you can’t pay your bills
- see if you’re paying too much for your cell phone bill
- how to save money
- How to Balance a Check Book
- How to do Your Own Taxes
Health
- how to take care of yourself when you’re sick
- things to bring to a doctor’s appointment
- what to expect from your first gynecologist appointment
- how to make a doctor’s appointment
- how to pick a health insurance plan
- a list of stress relievers
- how to get free therapy
Emergency
- what to do if you get pulled over by a cop
- a list of hotlines in a crisis
- things to keep in your car in case of an emergency
Food
- recipes that take 30 minutes or less
- Yummy apple thing
- Brownie in a cup
- Cookie in a cup
- French bread pizza
- Egg tacos
- panera mac n cheese recipe
- different salad recipes
- harry potter recipes
- healthy recipes
- various cookie recipes
- chocolate cupcakes w/ eggless cookie dough topping
- s’mores pie
- nutella hot chocolate
- peanut butter nutella swirl cookies
- cookie in a mug
- starbucks holiday drinks
- fruit leathers
- brownie in a mug
- how to make ramen 1000x better
- eggless cookie dough (not to bake, just to eat)
- make recipes using things you already have
- how to put together a very fancy cheese plate
- make different flavored lemonades
- various desert recipes
- make tiny chocolate chip cookies
- 20 dishes every cook should know
- learn how to make your own tea
- Macaroni and cheese in a mug
- Study snacks (2)
- 40 on-the-go breakfast recipes
Home
- what the hell is a mortgage?
- first apartment essentials checklist
- how to care for cacti and succulents
- the care and keeping of plants
- Getting an apartment
Job
- time management
- create a resume
- find the right career
- how to pick a major
- how to interview for a job
- How to write cover letters
Travel
- ULTIMATE PACKING LIST
- Traveling for Cheap
- Travel Accessories
- The Best Way to Pack a Suitcase
- How To Read A Map
- How to Apply For A Passport
- How to Make A Travel Budget
Better You
Teaching Consent to Small Children
A friend and I were out with our kids when another family’s two-year-old came up. She began hugging my friend’s 18-month-old, following her around and smiling at her. My friend’s little girl looked like she wasn’t so sure she liked this, and at that moment the other little girl’s mom came up and got down on her little girl’s level to talk to her.
“Honey, can you listen to me for a moment? I’m glad you’ve found a new friend, but you need to make sure to look at her face to see if she likes it when you hug her. And if she doesn’t like it, you need to give her space. Okay?”
Two years old, and already her mother was teaching her about consent.
My daughter Sally likes to color on herself with markers. I tell her it’s her body, so it’s her choice. Sometimes she writes her name, sometimes she draws flowers or patterns. The other day I heard her talking to her brother, a marker in her hand.
“Bobby, do you mind if I color on your leg?”
Bobby smiled and moved himself closer to his sister. She began drawing a pattern on his leg with a marker while he watched, fascinated. Later, she began coloring on the sole of his foot. After each stoke, he pulled his foot back, laughing. I looked over to see what was causing the commotion, and Sally turned to me.
“He doesn’t mind if I do this,” she explained, “he is only moving his foot because it tickles. He thinks its funny.” And she was right. Already Bobby had extended his foot to her again, smiling as he did so.
What I find really fascinating about these two anecdotes is that they both deal with the consent of children not yet old enough to communicate verbally. In both stories, the older child must read the consent of the younger child through nonverbal cues. And even then, consent is not this ambiguous thing that is difficult to understand.
Teaching consent is ongoing, but it starts when children are very young. It involves both teaching children to pay attention to and respect others’ consent (or lack thereof) and teaching children that they should expect their own bodies and their own space to be respected—even by their parents and other relatives.
And if children of two or four can be expected to read the nonverbal cues and expressions of children not yet old enough to talk in order to assess whether there is consent, what excuse do full grown adults have?
The burn from this is so real I almost feel bad for her…ALMOST!…SUFFER!
It’s sad cause it’s true , is so difficult to get money these days and is gonna get worst
MY DISSERTATION IS FINISHED 🍾🎉🎈🍻🎊
Congrats you should be so proud of yourself! Incredible 🙂 Well done
Thank you, lovely!! 😚
Congratulations!!! 🙂
all of you are about to be blockt for making me think about the johnlock wedding and mycroft doing a speech and saying how happy he is for the two of them and finally actually saying out loud how much he cares about his baby brothers happiness
Just think about mycroft getting ready for the wedding
Is there a fic where when Sherlock confronts Mary, she shoots John thinking it’s Sherlock? I know I read one somewhere.
I know it exists. Sherlock tells Mary to leave but I don’t remember after that. I don’t know if this is a ficlet or on ao3
who knows what I’m talking about?
@johnnlocked @sherrllocked @waitingforgarridebs @fortheloveofjawn
i saw this post earlier and have been wondering this, too…. anyone know???? @kinklock
That fic is mine! I’m on mobile so I can’t give you the link, but it is called “It’s a dummy” by Krullenbol2602 on AO3.
You’re Always Coming Out
Recently, I started thinking about the moments of being openly gay that I never see in fic. This was supposed to be a list of those.
It isn’t.
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Ever since we moved to this house, I’ve gone to the same pharmacy several times a month to pick up prescriptions. In the beginning, the earthling was with me in the sling, and later he’d accompany me walking on his own feet. There was a cashier, Maria, who always talked to him and me, who was friendly and remembered us and grabbed our prescriptions before we even got to the front of the line.
One day about a year ago I went to the pharmacy after the earthling was in bed. “Oh, where’s your son?” Maria asked.
“He’s at home with my wife. It’s after his bedtime.”
“…Oh,” she said.
Since then, when I go, she still recognizes me, earthling or no, but she’s all business. No chat, no talking about how big the earthling has gotten, no asking me about my day. There are a thousand possible reasons for this. At least. Most of them have nothing to do with me. Maybe she got yelled at for chatting with customers too much. Maybe she’s been having a bad year. It could be anything. I know that.
But I will always wonder if it’s because I’m queer. I can’t not wonder. My queerness inflects every interaction I have like this, whether I acknowledge it (“my wife”) or avoid it (“my partner”). And because queerness is not visible, cannot be known until I make it known, I often have situations like this, where there was a before and there is now an after and things are different. This is one of the minor costs of being openly queer: the voice in the back of your head that is always going, is this because I’m gay?
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