Colorful.Kylee

Cussing and coloring.

It doesn’t have to hurt.

First. I am posting NO links to the asshat who bashed con goers, or to ‘the magazine’. I know how unique visits work. So if you have NO idea what I am talking about,consider yourself lucky and carry on…Oh! look! A kitty!

For the rest of you, you know what I am talking about. I first heard about the travesty via Totalfangirl.com.

My gut response was this (as commented on @NicoleWakelin blog)

Number one reason why I have raised my kids to not be assholes…We are literally that family totally lost in a different world. Every weekend our home becomes the Enterprise, a TARDIS…the Death Star.My children even choose to sleep in cots because it fits better with where their imaginations are taking them that night. The beginning of every movie starts with us shouting “ENGAGE!” and my kids are more concerned with costume details over what they are wearing to school…

With all of THAT being said, my kids get picked on A LOT. I do not teach them to ignore it. I teach them about empathy. Feeling sad for the ignorant children at school who don’t have parents who love them enough to dress in character or explain homework in the voice of a Dalek.

WE give people the power to hurt us. Whoever wrote this article is a very sad and shallow person and personally, I don’t feel hurt by the article, and as a culture I don’t think any of us should. I am proud that those REAL con costumers are on our team.

(End my awesome response)

I thought Nicole articulated the situation very well. After a lot of searching on Twitter, Facebook, G+ and general Google searches, I started to feel sad. Not because of the article in question, but because of how WE are responding.

After reading outrages all over the internet, I honestly have to sit back and ask myself “Why?” WHY are we still letting these people hurt us? WHY are we still willing to lower ourselves to their level? WHY are we having internet tantrums, instead of saying “Fuck it. I am going to dress as Batman today in honor of the fact the I AM AN ADULT and can do such things if I want.”

I know it hurts. Been there, done that…But WHY, as a united group of intelligent, overweight, underweight, inside-out weight, beautiful faces, are we STILL letting it hurt us?

You can not make everyone think like us. That is part of what makes us unique. Don’t waste your time bashing some ass who has no idea what he is talking about. Celebrate who you are. Some of those people in the photos genuinely were overweight/underweight. You are too. So am I. It got pointed out…The end and clearly proving the intelligence level and originality of the writer.

Instead of giving MORE attention to the magazine, bust out your con photos and get to writing about the freaking awesome people you see at these conventions! Write a blog about how to craft costumes. Write a blog about how liberated you are by the fact you buy groceries in a Star Fleet uniform (*cough*). Litter our geek propaganda all over the place! Convert the youth! TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!!

Just do so in a polite and respectful fashion. We knew from the beginning it wasn’t going to be our shiny six packs that made us powerful, but our brains and unlimited trivia knowledge.

Now. For your enjoyment and for actually getting all the way through my rantish blog, this is how I am making the world a better place.

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I fail at blogging.

…and that is why I am one of the very last people with a blogger account…Eventually we are shuffling ourselves over to WordPress, but just like blogging itself, I doubt it will be anytime soon.

I was looking at some blogging stats and there are hundreds of people poking around in this blog daily. (Hi! *waves*) It hit me, I should probably add some content/updates/product info for you mighty fine blog readers to go crazy with! Woo! Party time!

Yeah…I’ve got nothing and need sleep. However, I do actually have a pretty awesome announcement tomorrow that, hopefully, will make you love me more. ♥
-Kylee

(This was me attempting to just sit down and freestyle blog, whatever that means…)

 

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Ink Me

I HATE the word *ink* but use it all the time. #personalFAIL

Twitter usually fuels the subjects I blog about. Today was no different. Today, class, we are going to come clean on the subject of tattoos.

While poking around on iGeektrooper.com I came across the most awesome cookies ever, made by @geeksweettweets. While reading the Geek Sweets Blog I ran into these sweet freaking Irish Whiskey cupcakes which then lead me to mocupcakes.com. There I saw hamburger cupcakes and immediately tweeted at my internet crush •GEEK•LEE•TIST• that him and I needed matching hamburger cupcake ink. From there the ball was rolling and I have been talking ink with people all day. However, I have also dealt with some punks on the subject…

Let me make it very clear that this is NOT a rant blog. Just prefacing my next paragraph…

The Dms started rolling in…WHY would you get a hamburger tattoo? Are you crazy? Why would you get a matching tattoo with an internet crush? How could you do this to your body? AHHH!

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I then took a nap.

After waking up, I find that my good ‘net friends are STILL talking about ink! This pleases me. I enjoy my friends on the internet. However, DM haters are always gonna hate.

I have A LOT of tattoos. I post a fair amount of them in this flicker album. (#vain) Though I haven’t updated these pictures for almost a year…You will see that I do indeed have some random tattoos.

Why? Shouldn’t something you put on your body have some grand, epic, undying meaning? Shouldn’t it have years of thought behind it? For some people, yes. For me, no.

I put on my body what inspires me at that time in my life. I enjoy living in the moment. When I look at my tattoos I see page markers. Things that make me smile.

In 2010, most of my ink was Star Trek related. I spent that entire year of my life watching every single episode of Star Trek with my husband and kids. (TOS to DS9, in order, as most of you already know. #BraggingRights) Hours and hours of my life spent falling in love all over again with Star Trek and watching my babies experience all of that Trek, for the very first time, with wide eyes. In twenty years when I see that ink I will think, hot damn, what a great year.

When I got the tattoos, they were VERY spontaneous. Usually when I have an idea, I have it put on me with in 48 hrs. Thank goodness I (now) have an amazing artist who thinks the way I think.

From safety pops on my shoulder to a six inch hello kitty on my chest to confessing my love for Boba Fett, everything on my body has been very spontaneous, but that is how I live. Joy inducing tattoos are not any less valid to me.♥

I do have the most 80’s metal dragon on my leg and sigh yes, I have flames on my arm… THAT was an interesting year…

What do YOU have? What do you want? Share share share in the comments below!!

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It’s just that time of year…

Hey everyone! Wanted to get an update up here since I have been MIA these past couple of days. (Trying to get to emails as fast as possible!)

After an explosive sales week, Luxury Lane Soap has hit record highs and we (@Rory_Lane and I…) are literally working around the clock making these orders fresh for you. Currently we are about 72 hrs behind shipping schedule. If you have ANY questions at all about your order, please do not hesitate to contact me and I will get get to you as soon as possible. ♥ I will NOT be charging extra for rush shipping. If you need your order this minute, I completely understand. Just let me know. And a huge thank you for your understanding.

Now that the business part of this is out of the way…I have a couple of personal things going on which are adding to the delay…

My son has pneumonia and his needs come first. He had been sick off and on for a few weeks and as soon as it seemed he had it under control, his temperature would shoot back up to 102. My Dad is here with us helping take care of Trent so that we can work, but PLEASE understand, if my little boy is crying for me to hold him, you are going to have to wait an extra day to get your order. There is no other way for me to put that.

This is another reason why I am not charging extra for rush shipping. It is my responsibility to get these orders to you and I will.

Annnnd, today is my birthday! AND GIANT SQUEEZE for all of the love you guys have been sending me over twitter/email/text/facebook! I wish I could thank each and every one of you personally but I am just being slammed with life right now. (Read above…) It means a lot to me that you have taken the time to wish me a happy birthday. Really. ♥♥♥

So…like always, please feel free to contact me with any questions you have about your order status or to simply tell me you think I am great. ♥ Hope everyopne is staying afloat and having a great Holiday season!!

xoxo

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Get your grab on…

The American Cancer Society’s most recent estimates for breast cancer in the US
* About 207,090 new cases of invasive breast cancer in women
* About 54,010 new cases of carcinoma in situ (CIS) will be found (CIS is non-invasive and is the earliest form of breast cancer).
* About 39,840 deaths from breast cancer (women)

Last Revised: 09/24/2010 –The American Cancer Society

It is #BoobieWed on Twitter today and while I was getting ready to get up my squeezy avatar and link to my past blog where this all originated, I realized it has been over a year!!

Breast cancer is real.
Then I think of all off the women, my grandmother included, who need attention brought to this cause (breast cancer awareness). I think of myself and my daughter (and son!) who merely through genetics, may one day battle this disease. All of a sudden being anonymous is no longer an issue! So, this proud Mommy, Daughter, Sister and Friend has decided to take and post a picture of her chest…

And many pictures I have taken!

What’s my point? Breast cancer is real, it is serious and it kills. I proudly post a weekly photo asking, demanding, everyone check themselves and their friends. EARLY DETECTION SAVES LIVES.

#Fact There is a 97%, 5-year survival rate when breast cancer is caught before it spreads to other parts of the body. –Breast Health Resource Guide

It is Wednesday. Make Wednesday YOUR day to give yourself a quick squeeze.
Not sure how to preform a self exam? Here you go!
Breast awareness and self-exam via The American Cancer Society

The chance of dying from breast cancer is about 1 in 35. Breast cancer death rates have been going down. This is probably the result of finding the cancer earlier and better treatment. Right now there are more than 2½ million breast cancer survivors in the United States.

*squeeze*

Just a little inspiration…

Never, ever, EVER let someone tell you that it is best to just shut your mouth to keep the peace.

So as you might guess, today was a rather interesting day. (

My morning started out wonderfully with a call from a very magical and wonderful woman named Kathy. Business seeds were planted and I am so excited to see them grow!

My day of awesome then took a turn for the not-so-awesome. Suddenly I was interrupted by one thing after another, and that in turn developed into a rushed tattoo outline of how I felt. (It turned out AWESOME though and an insane amount of crazy love to rhysmcdonald for being awesome and drawing something up for me and to my dearest Chad for making time for me)

It was while that was getting done that I spit some of the anger I was feeling about life at the moment on Twitter. And somehow that automagically turned into a giant ball of love that rolled back over me in one big smoosh. I can’t even being to explain what it feels like when I’m alone, isolated and bottled-up to suddenly have people giving me hugs and just taking time out of their probably-also-hellacious day to send me some love. I want to cry thinking about it (Yes, I am a giant baby…)

MY POINT.

The day came to an end, and someone decided they needed to tell me the following: “You can change how people view you without changing who you are…bite your tongue and let things go … just to keep the peace.”

This brought forcibly home that I now find myself at a turning point. I have mentioned in past blogs that I walk a tight rope between my personal and professional life. All my life, I’ve heard either these words, or what amounted to these words: “Look one way and act another.” “Please other people, even it it doesn’t please you, because you’ve got to make that sale.” “Keep your emotions out of the business.” What it all amounts to is people telling me to draw that in between who I am and what I do, I need to draw a line in the sand and make it thick and apparent. Hell, they want a border fence, dogs, and some machine guns guarding that border.

I’ve been realizing more and more that I don’t have to do that. I can, in effect, say screw it and just be me. Now, I have struggled with this blog from time-to-time because, well, lets face it, when you arrive here, this could very well be your first impression of me. *EEK* I swear I am not a drama queen. Ask around. Really.

However, I am at a point of self-discovery through my soap-making-and-crafting-turned-big-business; through personal things going on; and through the friendships budding all around me.

What’s that I hear you saying “Get on with it Kylee, WHAT does that have to do with your rocking soap business? I am here to know when you are getting those soaps out and shipped to me!” Well, Mr./Mrs. Impatient Pants — Take a look HERE if that’s the info you need, cause it is about to get mushy up in here…

Honestly, if you want to do something, if you want to try something, if you just want to be something — Don’t shut-up to keep the peace. (You’ll be trading your peace for their’s) Do not pretend to be something you aren’t. (Because you’ll always know it’s a lie). The only one who can make you give up what you want, who you are, or who you want to be is you. …Easier said than done, I know. ♥

Emergency Broadcast System

While searching for images to post with this blog in regards to how much I hate the #FailWhale…I came across this glorious picture:

Which lead me to THIS BLOG

Which made me realize it really isn’t the whales fault at all.

It is how the Government takes over and deletes something we aren’t suppose to know. Right now, some one just tweeted something we NEED to know. Some vital clue to what is really going on. She just had her front door thrown in and is now being black bagged. Drug off, kicking and silently screaming while her neighbor sits reading the paper…no, no wait, watching TV, wondering WHY Angela Jolie wants to have another baby and get fat AGAIN?

I’m not paranoid. Really. Just very well informed.

*notices her tin foil hat should probably be re-designed…*

I wonder if it actually IS zombies this time? Somewhere in some remote place there was just an outbreak and the dieing are grasping for anyway to contact the outside world. Twitter!!! People need to know! Hurry! Blood everywhere! National Level EBS

Maybe I need to just go back to bed and wait….

**I came back to add that I’ve got the #BoobieWed avatar taken care of. Seems to have fixed everything on Twitter. *whew*

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