My very first casserole! It is SO good! Made it up all by myself! Recipe: 1 can Cream of Chicken soup, 2 cans Cream of Mushroom soup, 1 stalk of broccoli, 1 pack of mushrooms, 1/2 pound of fresh green beans, 2 boneless chicken thighs, 1 1/2 cans (soup) of milk, 2 packs of cheddar cheese, 2 bags of wide egg noodles, 1 1/2 sleeves of ritz crackers, 5 TBSP butter (more if necessary to make cracker crumb crust to your liking), seasonings of your choice (I used garlic powder, basil, oregano, pepper, salt, and lemon pepper (only on the chicken did I add the LP)). WHAT TO DO: Cut your broccoli amd green beans up, and dice chicken. Set aside. In a medium bowl, melt your butter. Crush crackers in plastic baggie until crumb-like. Mix butter and crumbs together. Put aside. Fill one medium pot over half way with water, and boil the broccoli and green beans. In a larger pot, boil the egg noodles. In another medium pot, simmer the milk and cans of soup (season to taste). In frying pan, sautee the mushrooms with the chicken. Add your seasonings while they are cooking. Drain your noodles, and add to soup mix. Then add drained veggies, and everything in the chicken/mushroom pan. Add one pack of cheddar cheese to mixture. Pour everything into a baking dish (as big as necessary). Sprinkle the second pack of cheddar cheese on top. Spread the cracker crust mixture all over. Cover with foil, back at 425*, for 20 minutes. #casserole #recipe #delish #delicious #yummy #dinner #foodporn #food #recipes #homemade #mmm
This gives you amazing beach waves without heat. Just add some B&B beach spray after to give it a loose , beachy effect. :) #hair #style #hairtips #stylist #cosmetology #bumbleandbumble #getsome #love #obsessed #heat (Taken with Instagram)
I’ve been so depressed for so long, that it’s almost as if I’m just comfortable now being unhappy with everything in my life.
damn this actually sounds really sick
Ok, i know tumblrites are known for saying some SUPERLATIVE shit all the time, but this is the best thing on the internet.
this is definitely legit
“Milk in my sippy cup…in my sippy cup”
All of the awards….forever and ever, Amen
Sex is not a goddamn performance.
Sex should feel as natural as drinking water.
It should not require confidence.
Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe.
Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.
You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh.
It’s not about being “good in bed.”
It’s about being happy.
One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.
What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you.
Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.
Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be.
I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.
I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want.
Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.
I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.
“Good in bed,” what.
You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you.
Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel.
This isn’t a test.
Jason Segel will marry me one day.