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litlpup:

melkior:

send hELP

MY MOUTH IS FULL OF FLABMINGRAWRLGRHLBPPLBS

twinism:

I got so many lovely comments on my Weasley iHoodie that I’ve decided to do a giveaway! So here’s the deal, the hoodie is a touch longer than necessary to fit in both the embroidered letter and the earbud kangaroo pouch, so it should fit every phone and iPod out there!
What you’ll win:
1 Weasley iHoodie knit by me, and you can choose a personalized embroidered letter in the HP style if you wish.
Cheapo, but brand new, set of earbuds. Seriously I’m a poor girl.
Some Adagio tea samples taken from my personal collection, and probably some candy, because candy!
If this giveaway gets over 200 notes I’ll also knit and attach a house scarf of your choice onto your iHoodie, in the year of your choice.
Ok, rules!
You do not need to be a follower, likes and reblogs count, I will not award this to a giveaway blog, please don’t spam your followers, I will close the giveaway on August 15th at midnight Eastern time. I will send an ask and make an announcement of the winner on the 16th, please confirm within 48 hours. Random number generator will be used to select winner. I will ship worldwide, you must be willing to provide me with a mailing address (it doesn’t have to be YOUR address. If you feel safer having it shipped to your Aunt Sue, then that’s where I’ll ship it!) If you live in Australia, I’ll have to find a suitable replacement for tea, they don’t allow it to be imported. :(
Have fun! And good luck! Also, the pattern for both the hoodie and the letter were found on Ravelry for free if you’d rather knit your own than try your luck. :D

twinism:

I got so many lovely comments on my Weasley iHoodie that I’ve decided to do a giveaway! So here’s the deal, the hoodie is a touch longer than necessary to fit in both the embroidered letter and the earbud kangaroo pouch, so it should fit every phone and iPod out there!

What you’ll win:

1 Weasley iHoodie knit by me, and you can choose a personalized embroidered letter in the HP style if you wish.

Cheapo, but brand new, set of earbuds. Seriously I’m a poor girl.

Some Adagio tea samples taken from my personal collection, and probably some candy, because candy!

If this giveaway gets over 200 notes I’ll also knit and attach a house scarf of your choice onto your iHoodie, in the year of your choice.

Ok, rules!

You do not need to be a follower, likes and reblogs count, I will not award this to a giveaway blog, please don’t spam your followers, I will close the giveaway on August 15th at midnight Eastern time. I will send an ask and make an announcement of the winner on the 16th, please confirm within 48 hours. Random number generator will be used to select winner. I will ship worldwide, you must be willing to provide me with a mailing address (it doesn’t have to be YOUR address. If you feel safer having it shipped to your Aunt Sue, then that’s where I’ll ship it!) If you live in Australia, I’ll have to find a suitable replacement for tea, they don’t allow it to be imported. :(

Have fun! And good luck! Also, the pattern for both the hoodie and the letter were found on Ravelry for free if you’d rather knit your own than try your luck. :D

My project time was successful, despite a few bites.  I spent the day in the sweatshop sewing room and for that time I replaced a zipper (gawd, I hate doing that!) and made seven storage bags of various sizes.

All my advanced sewing skills, and it comes to this…

simplytonka:

lyshaeskro:

womaninthewoods:

creativeconvergency:

Midwest pride ya’ll

Home. This is home.

Midbest always.

Holla

Woot!

simplytonka:

lyshaeskro:

womaninthewoods:

creativeconvergency:

Midwest pride ya’ll

Home. This is home.

Midbest always.

Holla

Woot!

(Source: elias-stein)

iamthedukeofurl:

wholockian-at-hogwarts:

WHAT DO YOU AMERICANS MEAN WHEN A SHOW IS ON AT LIKE FUCKIN “8/7c” WHAT IS THAT????

We never switched over to metric timekeeping. The c stands for “Caw”, referring to how many times a majestic eagle has flown overhead and cawed that day. Sometimes the eagles are feeling sluggish, so the show could be on after either the 7th or 8th caw. 

vastderp:

ctylerart:

Cathulhu

tentacats need to be a thing ∑:3

This is intriguing and disturbing at the same time.

My child looks at this and says, “that’s where they get cat-o-nine-tails!”

vastderp:

ctylerart:

Cathulhu

tentacats need to be a thing ∑:3

This is intriguing and disturbing at the same time.

My child looks at this and says, “that’s where they get cat-o-nine-tails!”

When I first moved from Oregon to Minnesota, the legendary fall colors were like the blizzards—you knew they happened SOMEWHERE, but in your secret heart, you didn’t really believe in them. I’m not sure which one came as more of a shock. Probably fall. Blizzards were met mostly with indignation—how dare the weather be so cold that you get lost in a white out walking a block to the 7-11? How dare my eyelashes ice up? How dare my iced-up eyelashes meet the glacier’s-edge of my hat, pulled down past my eyebrows, slicked with the condensation coming up the sides of my nose rather than out through the scarf, so that every time I blink, my hat moves down?

Still, it wasn’t shocking. Once you realized that yes, the climate was really, actually, honestly trying to kill you, once you realized that you’d gone from gentle, misty, temperate Oregon to a scene from To Build A Fire, resignation sets in quickly.

A truly colorful fall, on the other hand, is like a thunderstorm, or thaw, an almost meteorological event, the sort where you don’t know if you’re happy or despairing, if you’re on the verge of nirvana or a midlife crisis, a state where you actually comprehend “melancholy” as something other than the domain of comsumptive poets. It’s not something you get used to quickly. A good fall will leave you wrung out and drained, the way you get when you’re sick as a dog, wrapped in a welter of blankets on the couch, trying to find something on TV at 3 AM, and you find Bob Ross or TV evangelists and it’s so damn funny and you’re so weak that you start laughing and can’t stop, and every time somebody said “Praise Jesus!” or “…happy little tree…” it sets you off again.

- Ursula Vernon (via fuckyeahursulavernon)

It isn’t a project unless you draw blood.

I am projecting today and my equipment is giving me a lot of backchat. The pins and sewing machine are expressing their displeasure at my neglect.

Now I remember why this blouse was in the back of my closet.
#bustygirlproblems

lucinater:

i love pokemon shaming omg


I found her icon, juiceboxmermaid!

lucinater:

i love pokemon shaming omg

I found her icon, juiceboxmermaid!