Yeah…that went well. I shoulda squashed them first, because now they’re just floating at the top and not doing anything.
Tried squishing them against the glass, but they’re refusing to pop.
Sad blueberry honey experiment is probs just gonna wind up on toast and will not be spoken of ever again.
OH GOD IT’S BEGINNING TO FERMENT
I think I ruined a perfectly good jar of honey :(
NO YOU STARTED A PERFECTLY GOOD BATCH OF MEAD.
Lean into it!
WHAT SHOULD I DO
add water?
(it’s prob .6-.75 lbs of honey, for the record)
OKAY SO
Get some more honey. I use 3 pounds for a batch of mead.
Take half a gallon of water. Heat it until just simmering, then remove from heat and stir in honey. Once it cools a bit sprinkle in…oh, in this case, maybe a teaspoon of yeast. White wine yeast works best but regular will work ok too.
Sterilize something to let it ferment in. A milk jug would work. Splash a little bleach in there, fill with water, let sit a bit, then wash out well.
Once fermenting vessel is sterilized, pour the honey/water/berries/yeast in. Take a balloon and stretch it over the top of the jug, and prick a pinhole in it. This will keep outside wild yeasts out but let out co2 as it ferments.
Leave it for a month or so.
Then, bottle and drink!
YIELD; 1 gallon of mead, or about 4 ½ 750 mL average size wine bottles.
You mean to tell me I only need a milk jug and a balloon to make mead?
Yes that is exactly what I am saying.
Mead: actually super approachable and everyone who makes it just really wants to teach you to as well.
Reblogging so I can find this for later.
blueberry mead made with champagne yeast is nectar of the gods.
I’ve posted about this before but I’ll post about it again.
When I was like 12, I had an account on Quotev. I don’t remember how I met her, but I met this girl named Jane and she quickly became my best friend. I don’t even know if her real name was Jane. But that’s what she said it was and we all called her Janey. Me and another girl and her were “family” where Jane was the “Mom” and I was “Grandma” and the other girl was the “daughter” and we used those terms periodically. Jane often used pictures that people would accuse of being Hayley Williams and I never truly knew if it was her or not. I remember one was a red head girl looking the opposite direction on a trampoline so you couldn’t see her face. I don’t remember her url, but her username was something like HoldOnTillMay and the url had something to do with sunshine. She was the light of my life. I loved her so much. I remember the day that I came home and got online and her brother told me she stabbed herself and was in the hospital. I don’t know if it was ever true. She came back and everything was fine, until she deactivated. I don’t remember why she did. I think it’s because she broke up with her boyfriend (another Q user). She was MIA for months. One day, she sent some people from Omegle to my page (she remembered my url and honestly that warms my heart and to this day I haven’t changed it in the hopes she’ll come back) and they told me she’d be back soon! November 28th, 2013, she came back with an rp account. I don’t know that url either but her username was “Kylie is new so she” and we talked for a brief amount of time. At the time, I was dating her ex and it upset her so much she deactivated again. I haven’t heard from her since.
I check Q often and leave everything the way it used to be in the hopes that someday she’ll come back.
I know someone out there has to know her. Someone knows who she is. I just want closure.
TL;DR: I’m trying to find an old internet friend named Jane from Quotev.
Jane, if you’re reading this, you don’t have to talk to me. I just want to know if you’re okay. I want closure somehow. If you want to talk, I’m here. Even if none of what you told me was ever true. Whoever you are, you left an impact on me. I miss you.
PLEASE REBLOG. I’m trying so hard to find her. I’ve searched any and all tags I can think of. Any information helps. I’ll be reblogging this post once a day. I need to find Jane.
I’ve posted about this before but I’ll post about it again.
When I was like 12, I had an account on Quotev. I don’t remember how I met her, but I met this girl named Jane and she quickly became my best friend. I don’t even know if her real name was Jane. But that’s what she said it was and we all called her Janey. Me and another girl and her were “family” where Jane was the “Mom” and I was “Grandma” and the other girl was the “daughter” and we used those terms periodically. Jane often used pictures that people would accuse of being Hayley Williams and I never truly knew if it was her or not. I remember one was a red head girl looking the opposite direction on a trampoline so you couldn’t see her face. I don’t remember her url, but her username was something like HoldOnTillMay and the url had something to do with sunshine. She was the light of my life. I loved her so much. I remember the day that I came home and got online and her brother told me she stabbed herself and was in the hospital. I don’t know if it was ever true. She came back and everything was fine, until she deactivated. I don’t remember why she did. I think it’s because she broke up with her boyfriend (another Q user). She was MIA for months. One day, she sent some people from Omegle to my page (she remembered my url and honestly that warms my heart and to this day I haven’t changed it in the hopes she’ll come back) and they told me she’d be back soon! November 28th, 2013, she came back with an rp account. I don’t know that url either but her username was “Kylie is new so she” and we talked for a brief amount of time. At the time, I was dating her ex and it upset her so much she deactivated again. I haven’t heard from her since.
I check Q often and leave everything the way it used to be in the hopes that someday she’ll come back.
I know someone out there has to know her. Someone knows who she is. I just want closure.
TL;DR: I’m trying to find an old internet friend named Jane from Quotev.
Jane, if you’re reading this, you don’t have to talk to me. I just want to know if you’re okay. I want closure somehow. If you want to talk, I’m here. Even if none of what you told me was ever true. Whoever you are, you left an impact on me. I miss you.
PLEASE REBLOG. I’m trying so hard to find her. I’ve searched any and all tags I can think of. Any information helps. I’ll be reblogging this post once a day. I need to find Jane.
The number 24 is considered “gay” in Brazil, so straight men will have candles like this for their 24th birthdays…
It stems from what now is illegal gambling.
The “jogo do bicho”(animal game) started back in 1892 by baron João Batista Viana Drummond, founder of the Rio de Janeiro’s Zoo, as a way of keeping it from closing it’s doors. Then, the visitors would buy the ticket and get one of 25 animals, and, by the end of the day, if you had the animal that was drawn, you could get up to 20x what you paid for the ticket. Nowadays we have bicheiros(people who work with the bettings) all around town who organize everything.
The thing that makes the number 24 gay for us is that the corresponding animal is the deer, and, in portuguese, deer sounds like a slur for homosexual men. Veado means deer, while viado comes from transviado, which could be translated as perverted(from God’s way). This term was taken back by the LGBT+ community but can still be used in a pejorative way.
This is such a reach are straight men ok
When you turn the number of years old that’s the same as the corresponding identification number in a currently illegal gambling game for an animal who’s name sounds sort of like perverted so you have to create a candle with a mathematical expression on it to mask that you are that many years old
Social media is wonderful because it let the common folk enjoy endless posturing, making of enemies, and flaunting of wealth and romantic prospects. All of which was previously reserved for the aristocracy.
What’s the difference between posting a selfie at the gym knowing your highschool bully will see it and showing up to the archduke’s ball with a new silk gown from Italy to oneup Janet of Salisbury?
imagine roughly a million people realizing “yeah we could storm a government facility and they literally would not be able to stop us all” and not using that knowledge to overthrow the government
imagine roughly a million people realizing they could storm a government facility during a year when concentration camps full of endangered children have been opened and instead they’re like “but what about the long-standing myth about aliens that’s used to keep us from questioning the malpractice of the military testing chemical shit on u.s. citizens out in the desert, i’d rather go find some pretend aliens than free actual real living children"
it’s a joke.
people are joking.
like just running at area 51 is a JOKE because it wouldn’t actually work. the vast majority of people are just being silly about wanting to find secret aliens.
things are fucking miserable right now. our government (and pretty much all others) is utterly corrupt, countless people are suffering en masse, everyone has personal problems we must also contend with, and just trying to cause minor change is an uphill battle. by no means should we give up—we are morally obligated not to—but people are exhausted and the future looks grim.
there’s nothing helpful about saying “hm i see in this entirely fictional, joke scenario you’d rather find aliens than save migrant children, so clearly you are an immoral bastard. every waking moment of your life must be serious and focused entirely on the horrors in the world.”
let people post harmless memes and carve out a little laughter in a world where it’s, quite frankly, hard to come by.
I keep saying “I wish the people in my life said nice things to me more often” but then a friend says “I care about you” and I immediately self-destruct or flee
similarly to how I keep wishing that people in my life would check in with me more often but as soon as someone tries to get me to open up I’m just Angry
Is it just me or is the “body positive” movement not working? Like at all?
Other people have said this before/better, but the problem was presenting all women as beautiful as opposed to eliminating the need for women to be beautiful
It’s not working because the focus is STILL on trying to view yourself as attractive no matter how you look, instead of (as stated above) eliminating the need to feel “attractive.“
The body positive movement SHOULD be focused on bodily autonomy and taking care of your health. The best way to be “positive” toward your body is to treat it well, not by repeating some “I am beautiful” mantra over and over. You don’t have to be pretty. You don’t have to see yourself as pretty. Others don’t have to see you as pretty. PRETTY IS NOT IMPORTANT. Pretty is not your worth. You exist for you, not for anyone else’s gaze.
