It was for charity

I'm soliciting advice on how to remove a set-in red wine stain from a white dress shirt. My standard "spray on a hell of a lot of Resolve and launder" didn't quite cut it. Please feel free to offer suggestions in the comments. Note: I did not run it through the dryer, so there's that.

Here's an Avengers gif that I loved enough to reblog on my Tumblr. I'll have another Tumblr collection up this week. I'm sure you've all been waiting on tenterhooks for that.

Tumblr ate my day yesterday and it was awesome. I did get the laundry done, but the housecleaning? HA HA HA. I didn't even my suitcase completely unpacked. It's still lying open on the downstairs floor with my shoes, belts, iPod speaker, handcuffs, and some other miscellany waiting to be put away. OH, TUMBLR.

I found out about a new type of fanfic where people take screencaps of different movies that starred actors from a particular fandom and use them to write a story in the fandom. Hard to explain, but here's one example. And here's another. Does this type of fic have a name? Because I love it and I want to try to search for it.

tama_grey, whose Grade A introspection I've mentioned before, has a fantastic post about fatness and fitness and self-acceptance. If you're someone with body issues who wants to be healthy (not "in shape," or some other nebulous term about physical form, but honestly healthy), go read it. These lines in particular spoke to me:

I believe I need to get to a point where: 1) I accept that the size of my body is not an indicator of my worth as a person, 2) I am in a state of peace and acceptance with my current body size, and 3) I choose to change not out of fear or pressure, but for myself and my personal comfort.

I believe that if I am not ashamed of my body size, I can successfully change it. (emphasis mine)

and this, from the comments:

what I really desire isn't measured in dress size or muscle mass. I have to be able to love myself as I am at any given moment. Without that baseline of acceptance, it's an endless journey (not to mention an insanely frustrating one, should legitimate health complications physiologically prevent me from reaching any preconceived ideals). (emphasis hers)

JUST LOOK AT THE WORDS OF THIS WOMAN. So so so awesome.

And speaking of fitness and health, I'm hauling my ass back to CrossFit. I was planning to run errands tonight (since stuff was closed yesterday) and get to CrossFit tomorrow, but today's activities look kinda fun:

Warm-Up:
10 Push-ups, 20 Spidey Lunge Arm Touches, 30 Squats, 20 Inchworms, 10 Burpees

Skill:
Front Squat 6×7, Thrusters 7×5

WOD:
Baby Tabata: 4 rounds each (20 on, 10 off)
Squats, Sit-ups, Knees to Elbows, Burpees

I might try to make it there for the 4:30 WOD! Maybe if I can sneak out of here a couple minutes early...I wore makeup to work today, and getting all that off adds about five to seven minutes to my get-out-of-the-house time. Mascara sweat streaks = Not Desirable.