in the sunshine with my mans

to say i'm gutted by the election would be an understatement of epic proportions; the dirty, ugly underbelly continues to slither along unabated for another four years and at this point, i wonder if it's even possible for us to mend our fractured society or if we're just permanently fucked. 

when i woke up on the sixth, i read the results and promptly closed browsers, apps, and set my smart tv to "save my sanity." i wandered a bit, then went out and sat with the chickens to have myself a little cry. fyi, chicken therapy is some of the best therapy ever. the beloved daughter came out and we shared the sads, then went on with the day.

she has no idea how i worry about her and all women — but especially young ones — at these dark ages. she has no idea how i have contingency plans in my head for if she ever needs to get an abortion....or the morning after pill....or birth control and none of these options are easily available. right now? drive to minnesota. if state's rights are taken and our strongholds of reproductive rights are completely eliminated? fucking canadia here we come. 

i actually started a side fund for emergency "stupid government" fubars. 

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