reblog for noises
TURN THE SOUND ON FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING GOOD TURN THE SOUND ON
*dry food crunches*
Ridiculously small kitten: “Myam myam myam. Njam njam njam njam njam njam njam! Myam myam myam nyam nyam myam. Mmmam. Mrrrrram. Meep!”
reblog cuz captions amazingly accurate
“ Do you know how life changes when a young couple decides to become young parents? Do they think it boils down to adding more commitments and costs? Or do you already know about the emotional toll and everything it entails? Here’s a story that elucidates it all.
“We are sitting at lunch one day when my daughter casually mentions that she and her partner are thinking of “starting a family.” “We’re taking a survey,” she says half-joking. “Do you think I should have a baby?”
“It will change your life,” I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral.
“I know,” she says, “no more sleeping in on weekends, no more spontaneous vacations.”
But that is not what I meant at all. I look at my daughter, trying to decide what to tell her. I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes.
I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she will forever be vulnerable.
I consider warning her that she will never again read a newspaper without asking, “What if that had been MY child?” That every plane crash, every house fire will haunt her.
That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die.
I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the primitive level of a bear protecting her cub. That an urgent call of “Mom!” will cause her to drop a soufflé or her best crystal without a moments hesitation.
I feel that I should warn her that no matter how many years she has invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might arrange for childcare, but one day she will be going into an important business meeting and she will think of her baby’s sweet smell. She will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make sure her baby is all right.
I want my daughter to know that every day decisions will no longer be routine. That a five year old boy’s desire to go to the men’s room rather than the women’s at McDonald’s will become a major dilemma. That right there, in the midst of clattering trays and screaming children, issues of independence and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that a child molester may be lurking in that restroom.
However decisive she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a mother.
Looking at my attractive daughter, I want to assure her that eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but she will never feel the same about herself.
That her life, now so important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. That she would give herself up in a moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years, not to accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child accomplish theirs.
I want her to know that a cesarean scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges of honor.
My daughter’s relationship with her partner will change, but not in the way she thinks.
I wish she could understand how much more you can love someone who is careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play with their child.
I think she should know that she will fall in love with them again for reasons she would now find very unromantic.
I wish my daughter could sense the bond she will feel with women throughout history who have tried to stop war, prejudice and drunk driving.
I want to describe to my daughter the exhilaration of seeing your child learn to ride a bike.
I want to capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur of a dog or cat for the first time.
I want her to taste the joy that is so real it actually hurts.
My daughter’s quizzical look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes. “You’ll never regret it,” I finally say. Then I reached across the table, squeezed my daughter’s hand and offered a silent prayer for her, and for me, and for all the mere mortal women who stumble their way into this most wonderful of callings. “
Holy shit I am in tears. Damn, tumblr.
I. Love. This.
Totally bawling right now
MAPLE CRUSHIN IT
We all find ourselves with a long distance friend eventually, whether because someone moved or it’s just easier for you to make friends online. The problem can be finding time to chat or, if you do find time, finding something to do. I have a lot of friends who live in other countries, so I’ve had time to hone my list of online games. These are games that are best accompanied with a Skype call! Please feel free to reblog this with more suggestions!
not really a game but something fun to do:
Plug.dj > FREE; listen to music hosted on YouTube or Soundcloud together. You can create your own private room or join a public room. My friends use it a lot just to watch YT vids together but that’s your choice. There is an in-room chat.
On a similar note to that website, and I am thinking of creating a separate post to this one, you can share a virtual browser over at rabb.it for free! You can watch movies, listen to music, and basically pretend that you’re in the same room, without getting out of bed.
Wine or Cheese > FREE; This is a player-directed roleplay game, whereby one person becomes the narrator and another person (or a group of people), control the decisions in the storyline. The story can be about anything and go anywhere. The only limit is everyone’s imagination.
Perfect
I’m not crying you’re crying
the whole time i was watching this video I assumed it was a woman holding the camera I really need to unlearn a lot of things I was taught tbh
I always say I’m not a romantic but than I see videos like this and I’m like, what are these drops of water dropping from my eyeballs?
I’m crying
I fucking love this so much. This is so important oh my god yes.
Soooooooooooo this picture is from @tesshollidayofficial‘s first presale round of EYBS merch (in the spring of 2014) - tees, buttons and totes.
Let’s say Tess only sold shirts. Let’s say she sold 800 (at the very least). If a shirt cost $40 (shirt & shipping), she made a total of $32,000 on the very first presale.
Tess claims that she lost money on the EYBS merch sales. She did multiple rounds of merch sales online PLUS selling merch on tour and at garage sales.
I have so many questions. Like - what kind of single color printing job costs $32,000?
BUT ANYWAY
It turns out that she had nearly 2000 orders in the first EYBS preorder.
When people asked about the price, Tess claimed that she paid $17 for each shirt. (And yes, she claimed that part of the proceeds would go to charity way back in 2014).
OK, math time.
Let’s say that in the first round of sales, Tess sold 1800 shirts. That’s $72,000 ($40/per shirt) in revenue. It cost Tess $30,600 to have the shirts printed (1800 shirts @ $17 each). If we deduct that cost of production from the revenue, we get a profit of $41,400 in the first round of EYBS sales ALONE.
Now I know you’re thinking. WHAT ABOUT OVERHEAD?????!!! WHAT ABOUT THE COST OF PACKING????
As it turns out, Tess’ team in that first round of sales consisted of her best friend, her 8yr old and her. She sent the shirts out in USPS mailers which are free. There was no wrapping or packaging outside of the mailer - if you ordered a tee, you got it and a receipt.
So let’s say she had to buy a printer, ink and paper. A cheap printer will run about $50; ink is about $20 and a box of paper is about $30. That’s $100 for supplies. Let’s also throw in a tank of gas for the trip to the post office - $30. Oh, and before I forget - labels are about $10. That’s $140 in supplies. I assume she had pens at home to sign all those receipts.
Of course, we don’t know what Tess spent on postage. The postage on my package was under $4 (I live in California). Let’s say Tess spent $6,000 on postage (if we’re thinking about postage variances, smaller packages of just pins, international orders, etc.).
Conservatively, Tess made $35,260 from the first round of EYBS sales.
Let’s not forget that she did multiple EYBS shirt/merch sales - online, at garage sales and on tour at meet & greets and photo shoot events.
So how do you make at least $35,260 (AGAIN, CONSERVATIVELY) and operate at a loss? How did Tess not have enough money to make even a $10 donation to the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence?
Big thanks to whomever shared this post with the EYCS Facebook group. I’m happy that the numbers are being shared with more people even if they are just an estimate based on the first round of EYBS presale merch from the spring of 2014.
First off, thanks for the compliment Rachel. Not for nothing but maybe if Tess had an actual accountant (or even a very fancy calculator) to begin with, none of us would be here.
Let’s go point by point. Again, my post is only reflecting the first round of EYBS merch in the spring of 2014 and not any subsequent online sales or the sales that took place at live events.
- I have it on excellent authority that Tess had two adults working on the first round of EYBS merch (her assistant & another person). Let’s say Tess paid them minimum wage ($8/hr in CA for the spring of 2014) and it took them 2.5 8-hour days to pack and ship all the merch with Tess and her son helping. That’s $320 she would have paid them ($8/hr at 20 hours x2 = $320).
- I can’t account for the international orders because like Rachel, I don’t have a clear idea of how many orders were actually placed in the spring of 2014. Maybe there is a big chunk of the $35,260 that went to re-ordering and re-shipping on international orders but until I see some concrete numbers on that, I can’t comment.
- %15 percent tax on $35,260 is $5,289. I have no idea what kind of tax Rachel is referring to - state sales tax, business income tax or personal income tax. IF Tess paid 15% in ‘taxes’, that brings the profit to $29,971. That seems like enough money to give NCADV a nice donation but I’m not actually an accountant so what do I know???
- Rachel wasn’t working for Tess in the spring of 2014 so her comment about a retainer/fees Tess pays her is irrelevant to my numbers.
So let’s say that for the spring 2014 EYBS online presale Tess paid taxes AND paid her team. It is possible (again, based on a conservative estimate of sales and costs,) she still made $29,651 ($35,260 - $5,289 - $320 = $29,651)
I’ll put that in glitter for ya.
just gonna leave this here. again, no..this is not about jealousy or trying to sabotage a prominent person in the plus size world or ‘girl on girl’ hate’. it’s about wanting the best version of this damn community and movement. it’s about actually holding people accountable for their actions and thinking critically about who we want as the face of a movement. it’s about the fact that so many people keep ignoring this and turning their head to it solely because of who she is.
I haven’t seen the original article because it wasn’t linked, but I think the choice of pictures for the header makes my point well enough.
Which is: ever noticed how all art about “the evils of the modern world” focuses on smartphones and fat people?
I’d be the first to speak up and say there are plenty of things wrong with modern industrialized society. Like, oh, I don’t know, climate change. Cops murdering with impunity. Species going extinct. The way the US government has practically been taken hostage by corporate interests. An emphasis on throwing away and replacing rather than repairing. Schools teaching to the test and crushing creative thinking. Mass unemployment and poverty. Fox “News”.
I can think of ten dozen more, and smartphones and fat people aren’t even close to making the list. If we lived in a world where our biggest “problems” were people being fat and people having computers in their pockets, we’d be in damn near utopia.
So why do so-called “cutting-edge”, “countercultural” artists insist on repeating those two images over and over again?
the face of a cold-blooded killer
Monsters Have Problems, Too by Teo Zirinis (HandsOffMyDinosaur!) Related: Artist Adds Monsters to Thrift Store Paintings
My logic
Fuk what da teacher said
This is so true, even though the GIF’s inventor intended to pronounce it “JIF” I still refuse to.
It’s So FUCKED UP that the Exact same thing she spent her life fighting against ultimately KILLED her! SMFH Dis shit needs to be taken more seriously bcuz this shit happens way to often!
RIP
#SAYHERNAME #SANDRABLAND
An angel
Sandra Bland in her own words. May she rest in power.
I’m in tears they killed her
Meet Frank. (photos by OhSweetFancy)
The last day of Harry Potter.
MY HEART.
Saddest point in film history ever
The purple-shirted dancer, Aaron Santis, told BuzzFeed News he’d been trying — and failing — to dance with cops all day. Then he spotted our heroic hot cop and thought he’d try one more time.
“I didn’t expect him to get into it as much as he did,” Santis said. “The crowd just loved it and I think it made him want to dance more.”
