The pagan year begins with Samhain on October 31 and ends with the sundown on October 30. Each holiday is also called sabbat. They are celebrated to honor a given time of the year.
This is the first time I’ve seen color tattoos on dark skin that actually look vibrant and pigmented!!!!!
Once I was talking to a dark skinned lady who told me that she was jealous of my pasty skin because she wants color tattoos, which her artist said wasn’t possible with her skin tone. I sent her to mine, and he proceeded to go off about how dark skin accepts greens, yellows, and white beautifully, and that her previous artist just lacked the skills to use those 3 colors as highlights to make other colors pop more. If you are dark skinned and your tattoo artist says you can’t have bright colors, find a new one.
Did I ever tell you guys the story of how I got a letter from President Obama on my 13th birthday?
No, please share
Okay, so when Jewish boys/girls turn thirteen, they have a ceremony called a bar/bat mitzvah. It’s a way to symbolize that we have become a young man/young woman, and it’s a big rite of passage for us.
At the time of my bat mitzvah, my uncle, who serves in the navy, had a job at the white house (one time he gave me and my family a tour, but that’s a story for another day). So, he worked at the white house, and it’s not like he was hanging out with the president all the time or anything spectacular, but he did know my uncle by his first name, so that was cool and important.
Anyways, a little while after my bat mitzvah and my 13th birthday, I received this in the mail:
At first I was already like, “whaaa??” My parents didn’t seem to know what it was about either. So I opened it, and, lo and behold:
along with:
So…yeah. My uncle was able to get the former president of the united states to send me a letter congratulating me on my bat mitzvah when I turned 13. Hope you enjoyed my story!
This is officially the Lucky Obama Birthday post, reblog and you’ll get a special present on your next birthday
James arrived to find Elsa, her sister, and Christoph already in the room. He decides not to bring up what happened earlier since he didn’t want to make things awkward. So, he entered the room and found a nearby seat. Unaware his seat would be near Elsa.
Luna entered the room next, but was coming in from the kitchen since she made dinner. She brought them some homemade pizza. A very long thin pizza that took her a while to make, but quickly cooked it thanks to her powers.
“I bring you all dinner, which is a veggie pizza. It took me a while to make this so i hope you like it,” said Luna as she sets the pizza on the table.
Elsa suddenly woke up and she sat up. She found Luna holding her shoulders and looking at her. “L-Luna…..wh-what’s wring what’s happening?” She asked her breath short and voice rasp. She blinked and let her eyes adjust and she blinked before breathing out and gathering her composure. “What’s wring?” She asked in a calmer tone.
“You were having a bad dream,” Luna replied as she explains what happened. “Looks like it was a bad one too. You want to talk about it?” she asked figuring talking about it will help unless she wants to risk going back to sleep and have the nightmare come back.
She could feel the dream already slipping from her memory as Luna spoke. She sighed and nodded no, “No I’m fine it doesn’t happen often. But…uh… what brings you here something wrong? What can I help with?” She asked Luna in a softer tone. Her eyes looking over the woman.
Luna though knew better though. She was troubled with what she saw and she knew it. “Its okay. Your not the only one who has nightmares…” she moves her hands up showing flames appearing around her hand. “When your the Rider you get plenty of those.”
She puts the flame out and turns to her. “I came here to ask you something, but instead I found you appearing to be troubled with a nightmare.”
“It’s already slipped from my memory…..but I must say I am sorry for you and the nightmares you bare.” She spoke before turning the attention to Luna’s question. “So what exactly is your question?” She asked Luna and gave a warm but small smile.
“Don’t be…” Luna begins smiling a little. “I accept this curse and I accept the suffering I bring to criminals,” Luna knew eventually the nightmare will return so she should stick around just in case. “Well, my question is…before you and James go on a date are you going to go see his mom?”
She asked more as a joke to lighten the mood and help her forget more what she dreamed about.
Elsa froze at the question. “Why would you ask that? It’s not my place I’m not with him. It wouldn’t work……” she spoke and laughed a little at her attempt to embarrass her more.
“Seriously though what was the question?” She asked again.
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