Colorful.Kylee

Cussing and coloring.

This is why this election was a big deal.

Were I live, actual, for-real rural america, we have teenagers who kill themselves after coming out. Teachers do not openly protect or defend them. I live in a place were you can be raised by an abusive, addictive parent and DHS just doesn’t feel like dealing with you, even if you beg for help. Here, the church will give you free food.

Look up our last local teen suicide. Look up the one before that.

I live this every fucking day. Do you know what these kids are seeing right now?

We very clearly had TWO options in this election.

This morning, people I personally know, lost all hope of EVER getting the chance to come out during high school/ever. You know why? Because all they can see right now, the only physical thing within their reach, is that we let Donald Trump become our president.

The allies you talk about, THEY DONT FUCKING LIVE HERE.

I live in a place where if you don’t stand for the pledge, your grades will be affected and then your job will be affected.

The people who had the power to stop this, you staid complacent. Congratulations, you made today a very different and dangerous place for the rest of us.

Today, OUR president thinks it is okay if my daughter is raped and sexually assaulted. This is my country. There is nothing I can do. All I could do was vote, I did, and we lost.

I don’t give a fuck about your blue projected future maps. RIGHT NOW,  THIS SECOND, YOUR president represents you. Pussy grabbing and all. The things that mattered, the things our president stands for, the real things, like how we treat each other and love each other, we, as a mother fucking country, just voted for fucking Donal Trump.

 

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The Measure of Success

So there’s this girl I know and I absolutely adore her. She runs her own company where she gets to work directly with her husband, just like Rory and I. Her and I are about the same age, we mirror each other in a looooooot of things, however, we are polar opposite on basically evvvvverything. Like, everything.

Politics, religion, income, lifestyle, life choices, location, physical appearance….literally, evvvvvverything.

I have been trying to pinpoint what it is about this person that I find so alluring. She makes me laugh and totally gets my humor, and yet, we have totally never met and have verrrrrrrry little in common.

As I have pondered this for over a year now, I finally realized my answer. She is genuinely sweet and it makes ME want to be happy and sweet!

Her happiness is infectious and it made me think of something…

(Cover your ears kids…)

We can either keep bitching about how shitty everything is, OR we can get off of our asses and fucking choose to be happy. CHOOSE to look for the positive. CHOOSE to put sprinkles on everything. Choose to fucking squeal OVER CRAFT PAPER!! Choose to be happy and over use exclamation points like this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Choose.To.Keep.Going. Things are shitty sometimes, and NOTHING you are going through is trivial. So, stamp a smiley face on that poo and color that bitch like a rainbow and choose happiness.

And thats why I adore this random stranger on the internet. She inspires me to be sweet, she inspires me to love as much as humanly possible, and she inspires me to get my hustle on EVERY day.

Also, I am going to buy pink pants tonight because I want to, and I am not going to worry about my panty lines because I have a phat ass.

*fist bump*

 

Book Journals using Sweet Stamp Shop’s Book Club set.

My first crafty video tutorial type thing. Yay!

You can find this stamp set here: http://www.sweetstampshop.com/book-club/

I believe they are sold out right now but have a restock planned late May!

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P.S. There are no affiliate links or gift products in this post, I just think the Sweeties are rad folk.

Can we please buy this car.

One of my biggest regrets in life, probably the biggest regret, is not buying this car the first time my husband and I saw it. We buy near dead cars and drive them “as is” until they totally die and then park them. If the kids ever want a car, they already know they are expected to build one…

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Picking Strawberries

We went out to Getting’s Garden for the very first time today and had so much fun picking over eight pounds of strawberries! The entire staff was so helpful and nice…even when I had to keep asking questions because I had no idea what to do. Rory wasn’t able to make it out with us because of work, but we are planning to all go out there on his next day off. The kids and I called this the test run. (The van is totally accidentally in this shot! Love it!)20140626-064521.jpg

They had this really cool tractor thing they drove you out to the farm on. I wish I had taken a picture of one. It was like a tractor/go cart sort of thing.20140626-064537.jpg

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They assign you a row to pick and immediately the kids were grabbing every single red berry they could see. To these two, it was the equivalent of a piñata being busted and candy covering the floor.20140626-064626.jpg

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We got assigned a row that had a lot of itty bitty berries…20140626-064657.jpg

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Eight and a half fresh picked strawberries for $16! How can you beat that? Now I want to make ALL OF THE STRAWBERRY THINGS!20140626-064821.jpg

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Love,

Sore From Squatting Kylee

Denver Comic Convention 2014

Or
THE BEST FAMILY VACATION EVER!!

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That one time we fried bacon wrapped cheese.

And it was AWESOME!

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Here is the original recipe! Cheesy Bacon Bombs

And what better way to top off a bit of gluttony than with a dreamland filter and a snuggle nap. <3 20140514-190350.jpg
Love,
I Don’t Even Regret This Kylee

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