THIS IS THE BEST RESPONSE TO ONE OF THESE ICEBERG THINGIES
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I’M A MESS WHO LET ME ADULT
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The questions you end up asking yourself as an adult.
On Saturday a photography studio nearby is having a fundraiser for the shelter I adopted Tika from, they’re doing pet pictures with Santa, and donating half the proceeds to the shelter.
Now I’m wondering how much do I need a picture of Tika with Santa, and the related question, if I do, should I make Christmas cards out of them.
I mean it’s only $5 if I bring something to donate to the shelter.
speaking of kawaii
The chocolate peppermint tart recipe I reblogged came from an Australian blogger, and called for thickened cream. Thickened cream is not a thing in the US, so off to Google I went.
This is what Wikipedia told me:
Thickened cream: 35–36.5% fat, with added gelatine and/or other thickeners to give the cream a creamier texture, also possibly with stabilisers to aid the consistency of whipped cream
Okay, that helps some, and since it’s a ganache I can probably substitute heavy cream or whipping cream, but let’s double check.
NO! I just want to know if I was right on the US substitute for an ingredient we don’t have, I don’t want a fucking diet cream replacement. For the fuck of shit, types of cream is an oddly complicated subject when you’re looking at international specifications, in the US we have four types of cream, Australia has six, and the UK has nine, these kind of things become a concern for cooks with an internet connection.
Candy Cane Chocolate Tart
Sometimes I want to make shirts printed with, “Do not touch the freak.”
Honestly, I don’t know what is it about unnaturally colored hair that makes adults think they can touch me. I’m cool with like babies who just are all “bright color! Gonna eat it!” so long as their hands aren’t covered in sticky food and/or snot, or even curious kids who ask (I get it, it’s weird, and they’re curious), but adults? Who the fuck raised you to think it’s okay to touch other people without their permission?
(Same goes for tattoos, which have inspired adults to try to remove my clothing without permission. Honestly, fucking ask, I would have moved my shirt to show you the whole thing, if you’re nice I’ll happily show you my tattoos).
I just found out about the latest Bundle of Holding, which is a collection of amazing RPGs that you can play with your kids. This is the perfect way to introduce your children to roleplaying games, and you can do it for about five bucks.
Check it out: