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Dani. 16. Junior. I like to eat, fly, dive, read, write, and travel. Skipping. Heels. Skipping in heels. The Great Gatsby. F. Scott Fitzgerald in general. A Song of Ice and Fire. Doctor Who. Sherlock. Harry Potter. Castle. (Not in order.) I ship Caskett like my life depends on it, and I like to believe that I'm always right. Credit for sidebar gif goes to dollishdrag.
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Can’t believe my high school diving career is officially over :(


This has been one of those weeks when I really never knew what day it was.


gcoky:

i either eat 20 meals a day or forget to eat at all there is literally nothing in between 

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thugkitchen: You might make some friends with this shit here. Roasted strawberries and coconut flakes make this salad look classy as fuck but it’s still a choice delivery method for all that fiber and antioxidants. Make some room on your plate for this nutritious motherfucker. We did this with our friends at FoodBeast. Check their shit out. I’ve been reading dessert recipes over there for the last hour, I should probably get back to work.    ROASTED STRAWBERRY SALAD 16 medium strawberries, about 1 pound 1 teaspoon olive oil a pinch of salt ½ cup coconut flakes (you can use sliced almonds to save some cash)  ¼ cup lemon juice 3 tablespoons red wine vinegar 3 tablespoons olive oil a big bunch of basil, chopped into thin strips, about 2/3 cup salt and pepper to taste 1 big head of lettuce (green leaf, spinach, butter, whatthefuckever kind of lettuce is fine) Warm up your oven to 400 degrees. Cut the green tops off the strawberries and throw that shit out.  Slice the berries in half lengthwise. Toss them in a bowl with the teaspoon of olive oil and salt. Mix that shit up good so everything is coated. Put the strawberries cut side down on a cookie sheet. I hate doing dishes so I usually cover the cookie sheet with foil or something because the strawberries can release some juice and it’s annoying as fuck to clean. Roast the strawberries for 10 minutes. Throw the coconut flakes in their own section on the cookie sheet and then roast them at the same time for 3 more minutes or until the coconut looks toasted. Let everything cool the fuck down to about room temperature. Mix together the lemon juice, vinegar, and oil in a small glass.  Toss the lettuce and the basil in a big bowl and add as much of the dressing, salt, and pepper as you like. Make sure everything is coated and then put the strawberries and coconut flakes on top.  Arrange that shit so it looks nice. If you don’t feel like fucking with the oven then just leave the strawberries raw. I don’t give a shit JUST EAT A FUCKING SALAD or 10. Serve 4 people as a side or 1 jolly green giant

thugkitchen:

You might make some friends with this shit here. Roasted strawberries and coconut flakes make this salad look classy as fuck but it’s still a choice delivery method for all that fiber and antioxidants. Make some room on your plate for this nutritious motherfucker.

We did this with our friends at FoodBeast. Check their shit out. I’ve been reading dessert recipes over there for the last hour, I should probably get back to work. 

 

ROASTED STRAWBERRY SALAD

16 medium strawberries, about 1 pound

1 teaspoon olive oil

a pinch of salt

½ cup coconut flakes (you can use sliced almonds to save some cash) 

¼ cup lemon juice

3 tablespoons red wine vinegar

3 tablespoons olive oil

a big bunch of basil, chopped into thin strips, about 2/3 cup

salt and pepper to taste

1 big head of lettuce (green leaf, spinach, butter, whatthefuckever kind of lettuce is fine)

Warm up your oven to 400 degrees. Cut the green tops off the strawberries and throw that shit out.  Slice the berries in half lengthwise. Toss them in a bowl with the teaspoon of olive oil and salt. Mix that shit up good so everything is coated. Put the strawberries cut side down on a cookie sheet. I hate doing dishes so I usually cover the cookie sheet with foil or something because the strawberries can release some juice and it’s annoying as fuck to clean. Roast the strawberries for 10 minutes. Throw the coconut flakes in their own section on the cookie sheet and then roast them at the same time for 3 more minutes or until the coconut looks toasted. Let everything cool the fuck down to about room temperature.

Mix together the lemon juice, vinegar, and oil in a small glass.  Toss the lettuce and the basil in a big bowl and add as much of the dressing, salt, and pepper as you like. Make sure everything is coated and then put the strawberries and coconut flakes on top.  Arrange that shit so it looks nice. If you don’t feel like fucking with the oven then just leave the strawberries raw. I don’t give a shit JUST EAT A FUCKING SALAD or 10.

Serve 4 people as a side or 1 jolly green giant


Ugh I’m so freaking pissed at myself because of dive.

(You’re only going to understand this if you know a little about dive. Just a warning.)

Earlier this season I FINALLY got my front full. I was so freaking proud of myself for that, it was awesome. And then suddenly I lost the ability to twist?? Like even worse than before (which is really saying something).

So now CIF is on Friday and I thought it was an inward meet so I’d be fine BUT IT’S NOT so now I have to do a twister. But the twister I have now is so freaking stupid I hate it and its just WRONG. And I’m so disappointed in myself because this is probably my last dive meet ever - definitely my last high school meet - and I have to do this stupid twister that’s just absolute bullshit and I’m not happy about it. Ugh. I just. I wish it was an inward meet so I could stick with my regular list and enjoy myself instead of beating myself up over this stupid thing.


I DON’T KNOW IF YOU REALIZE IT BUT I JUST DID THAT CASTLE PROPOSED SOMEPLACE INTIMATE AND SPECIAL FOR BOTH OF THEM WHERE SHE SAID SHE’D TAKE DOWN HER WALLS FOR HIM AND WHERE SHE DECIDED SHE’S READY FOR HIM AND THIS IS GONNA BE THEIR PLACE FOREVER

all-the-songs-make-sense:

NOW LET ME GO BACK TO MY GRAVE


The boys, watching Mom and Dad theorize. I love this family!

The boys, watching Mom and Dad theorize.

I love this family!

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