No filter, no make up. Pure black dog that shows up in zero photos.
My aunts dog is the cutest. #dogsofinstagram #bones
5th attempt at a crepe! So tasty! Bacon, egg, creme cheese and spinach crepe. The crepe consistency is a little off, but tasty. I scrambled the eggs and coated them in the cream cheese. #food #foodie #foodporn #bacon #crepe #myownrecipe (at Humble Abode)
@missdawnb Happy birthday!!!! (at Prush’s Bar & Grill)
Creamy chicken, asparagus pasta with bacon! Home made sauce and everything. My mom said it’s one of the best dishes I’ve made! #food #foodporn #bacon #chicken #pasta
I love them so much <3 #dogsofinstagram #cuteboysofinstagram #cuteboyswithdogsofinstagram
This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
I don’t get these posts that go like “part of me wants to be a hot girl at the bar and the other part of me wants to read and sip tea in a bookstore”
like you can wear red lipstick and a leather jacket and sip tea and dance in the rain and go to the gym and curl up in bed and get turnt the fuck up and go to church
you can literally have it all sis
the world is yours