You’re now stocked on veggies and fruits but… how long will they last?
In addition to storing your fruits and veggies properly, it’s good to know approximately how long the fresh stuff will last. Plan your trip to the grocery or farmer’s market accordingly so that your foods are at the peak of freshness when you plan to prepare them, and you’re not throwing away food that’s gone bad before you get a chance to use it!
- Green beans
- Brussels sprouts
- Hard Squash
[ ϟ ] The eternal dance between darkness and light; TaeKai.
NotSoDuck – please do not edit.
right off the bat…
Just because somebody is a singer, or a model, or stars in movies for a living does not mean that every facet of their life is available for your own personal entertainment. Once a person achieves celebrity status it becomes far too common for others to behave…
Dear Jennifer Lawrence-
You’re still my favorite, and some douchecanoe hacker isn’t gonna change that!
P.S- also, to whoever hacked into this wonderful, funny and pretty gosh dang awesome person’s private account-
I’ve seen this porn. Though there was less plaid.
this really is just…uncomfortable.
what’s that word for doing a thing like the thing you want to do because you can’t do the thing you really want to do?
Patrick is too hot. Jonny can just tell.
Beads of sweat gather at the edges of his championship cap, and his face glows with more than simple drunken good humor. Anybody’d be too hot, Jonny thinks, if they were stupid enough to wear long sleeves and plaid to a fucking victory party.
Patrick probably even wore an undershirt, and while normally Jonny might tease him for that - who does Kaner think is looking, anyhow- this needs fixing before he passes out and some stranger starts feeling for Patrick’s pulse.
The champagne bottle is right there on the table, and it feels cool in Jonny’s arms as he braces himself to open it.
"Hey, You With the Hair!" And, oh, Jonny is going to make fun of Kaner forever for turning around and responding to that. But, later. Right now, there’s more urgent business to take care of.
He gestures meaningfully with the bottle and is gratified when Patrick just gets it, and spreads his arms up and wide, enthusiastic.
Patrick is so embarrassing.
No one can even hear the pop! of the champagne bottle in the noise, but Jonny can almost see the sound the champagne makes as it arcs gracefully through the air, droplets landing with soft plinks against Stanley.
He holds the bottle with both hands; he wants better control over where it lands, and he has to compensate for Patrick’s ridiculous everything. That little hip wiggle shimmy is absurd. Jonny optimistically thinks that more direct champagne application will stop that, but Kaner, contrary as ever, takes it as encouragement.
Those moves shouldn’t be allowed, they’re so horrifying. Jonny needs more alcohol and now his is all gone. At least it was for a good cause. No teammate of his is getting heat stroke in a club.
"Thanks, buddy." Patrick grins down at him, champagne dripping down his neck and hair. His lips are wet with it, and his tongue darts out for a taste.
Jonny is smugly satisfied. He’s a good friend and has the best plans