I know Kara already posted a similar picture but this is just too cute not to share.
I apologize to starbangledanner for stealing their schtick, but I couldn’t help myself.
And if you don’t know, now you know.
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(via katedanley)
When I read of Julie’s news about the cancer overstaying its welcome this morning, I had myself a good cry. I got mad. I prayed. And then I thought about this incredible community here and how much we all adore Julie. We may not hold a magical cure for cancer in our hands, but we can direct a laser beam of joy and happiness and love her way, and I absolutely believe to the very core of my being that doing so is a worthwhile endeavor.
I wrote this week at Makearoo about ‘happycacheing,’ a term I coined for sites, people, music, images, movies, videos that make each of us happy. A spank bank for joy, if you will. Thinking about Julie today, I thought: what if we created a cache of happiness and joy and love for others, too?
So here’s what I propose: Whenever you post something inspiring/silly/happy/joyful that you think Julie would like, hashtag it with ‘#joyforjulie.’ It can be a post you made just for her or something you were going to share anyway that fits this theme.
That way, after a sucky round of radiation treatments or whenever she has a few moments to chill or just needs a laugh or a hug from one of us, she can click her very own hashtag and feel the joy and love and hopeful energy radiating from this community. Who knows; maybe some of it will zap those misguided, overachieving cancer cells. And if you think about it, anyone clicking that hashtag might feel better clicking through those posts, so the joy spreads outward like ripples on a pool. I know Julie will love that, too. She’s kind of awesome like that.
Do it! Reblog, share the love, spead the #joyforjulie. Thanks, humans!
Yay, willpower!
GPOYW - Attempting the “look good, feel good” approach. I’m not sure how good I actually look, but in my own head I’m like Ryan fucking Gosling in this bitch.
I’m pretty sure Rachel and Kathleen are wearing slightly different versions of the same outfit today.
I alternate between feeling like “I am the baddest motherfucker on the planet” and “I am an awful person and nobody will ever love me again” way more often than I probably should. I really need to choose one delusion and stick with it.