bacon and guns.

My brothers came to visit for spring break while my parents were being hardcore and backpacking for the week. Being completely outnumbered by males (much to their delight), the seven days were a haze of bacon grease and testosterone laden activities. Outside of me working 45 hours that week (serving as their nap time and/or donut eating), I was convinced into the likes of rock climbing, paint balling and skeet shooting (okay, so mayyyybe I really did have a blast and am sort of/completely a boy.).

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After this event, I forced them all to sit and wait in the salon lobby while I got my nails done. The woman painting them told me I was lucky to have so many boys that loved me enough to willingly sit through my manicure. I absolutely am.

xoxo, k.

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