sodapopinski3031

I wrote this yesterday and the images didnt go through. this attachment procedure is really a pain in the ass. didnt have time to fix it because it snowed!WOOO! went sledding (steep hill) and babysitting and snowball fighting, and sliding on the icy roads trying to do 360s (and falling down most of the time). Rolled my neck pretty good falling off the sled. Will go to sleep in an hour or so I am beat. I made a really cool bird-eye snow face down the road so I'll put in some pics of that and then there will be the blog I wrote yesterday. I am excited about tomorrow because I met the cutest brazilian girl last night at a friend's birthday party and I think we're gonna kick it. ok here's my snow man. it's kind of dirty-looking in spots b/c i had to raid olivia's (my mom's little neighbor) failed forsaken snowman and you cant see the nostrils too well in the pics either.

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so the doorbell rings me from my couch at 7:30. my God that thing is loud. i didnt even know there was a doorbell, everyone usually just knocks. I had to walk my mom's neighbor olivia to the bus stop, her mom worked an early shift today. I cant say I wanted to get up but I did and it wasnt half bad. lt hailed yesterday and snowed a little and it stuck, now there's a layer of ice over everything. crisp morning, felt good to be up but it hurt my fingers, watching olivia dig at the ice on a car window. sort of like watching someone scratch the blackboard. it would be unpleasant even if you couldnt hear it. it seemed we were out there forever waiting for that bus, i thought we'd step out and she'd get on and i'd go back inside. but no, it turns out she tricked me to make sure she didnt miss the bus, and i was standing out there in my coveralls with an empty bowl and no jacket for a good 20 minutes after i'd eaten my eggs. the bus driver asked me who I was, since usually olivia's mom is with her. it's reassuring, seeing people pay attention to that, looking after the kids. i told him i was the plumber.

in related news (or not) i just got back from the chiropractor and found out my right leg is a quarter inch longer than my left (or was it 3 quarters?). the legs themselves are the same length but my back and hip are all twisted out of shape, so the right leg starts from a lower point and ends lower, and the right shoulder is higher than the left. surprisingly enough, this doesnt bring me much discomfort. hardly any at all. part of the cause is I have flat feet and dont really give a fuck, I rough it all the time anyway and never wear arch supports and my left arch has sunken in a lot. i'm not sure if i'll fix this thing yet or not. dont know if it's covered under my insurance.

actually my body feels fine works great, but walking to the busstop with olivia brought up vague memories of walking with my mom to daycare when i was little. i used to jump out of bed (literally) and see how fast i could get ready. things sure have changed ... i couldnt imagine a greater difference in attitudes to the morning, than that one and the one I have now. but I swear sometimes i can feel that little kid inside me trying to get out. i had such a wonderful childhood, i was so happy back then.. not that i'm unhappy now.just there have been so many struggles and disappointments along the road. and like anything you go through good or bad, they're a part of my past and theyre a part of me. when i used to walk to daycare, they were not there. i like it when my mind wanders back.

here's a poem by ted kooser. i guess it's about death but it also sort of describes how i'm feeling (if a little dramatically)

lets see if these spoilers inside the spoilers work