SLAM GETS SENTIMENTAL

Snow, snow, snow EVERYWHERE!! It has snowed like basically every day. Yesterday I had to shovel the path to the house twice. I am not sure how much snow we have exactly, but to give you an idea I can only see the very top of the handlebars on my son’s bike. I actually think that it is pretty awesome. We have not had much snow the past couple of years so it is nice to have snow taking over. It also helps that our friend is plowing our driveway for us. In previous years we were too poor to afford plowing all the time so we would get stuck in the driveway 24/7. At nighttime Gideon and I go sledding on this cool path we made that goes from the side of the house to the back. It is downhill and all twisty and turny. I take my round sled and start going down backwards and twirl all around. It is a blast. Christmas will soon be here and I look forward to it. When I was younger I use to dread Christmas because I was in California and my family was in Maine. Christmas alone sucks. Although, I did have a blast the year I went to Tahoe with Nicole and chilled with her fam. That was a friggin’ blast. That year I was working for FAO Schwartz and I gave her brother a huge stuffed teddy bear about as big as him, and an oversized bouncy Balzac Ball. Now that was definitely a white Christmas filled with elves dancing in the street. Anywho, this Christmas will be quite a different one. My son is now old enough to get super excited about presents. He tears through them like crazy. I like presents too, so I bought myself one just in case I don’t get anything good. I ordered this sweet ass jacket thingy from this store called Dog Funk. If you haven’t been there before check out the website: http://www.dogfunk.com/. Killer skate and snowboard gear. So, my friends, I will leave you with my Christmas present to you. These are the lyrics to the new title of my blog. You didn't think I made up that brilliance on my own did you? The group is The Blow and the song is Come On Petunia. I love these guys.

Every little thing she does is magic. every thing she does just turns me on. even though my life before was tragic, now i know my love for her goes on."come on petunia", you thought in your head, "it would all be so easy if you could be led to the cave where i hide you in linens and frames, and in new combinations i've made of our names. it's a tiny hole, yeah, but you'd fit if i sliced you up wee itty bitty, i'd sliver and splice you and then you could be many, and i'd be the one who was privy to love you and show you the fun."Jamie stood on his stoop, and he challenged his homies to go get some girlfriends and locate their yonis. the waters were parting and times getting heated. the boys needed friendship, the beat needed meeted. unh unh. her dress was a ship at sail. unh. her knees were the water pail. this was survival and she was the kit. you could die of thirst if the girls won't give you sips.You're all jenny and lindsey and fine and i'm underwater, shedding my mind. and i'm pretty sure baby if you'd hold my head i could live like i've wished for and undo my dread, because, i see candygrams up in the ceiling tiles, witty postcards sent off from the sandwich isles. in these towns where vacations will lead us, i'll hold out my treasures and their wealth will feed us. but, oh, she does as she wishes, and no, she won't be your missus. you kingdom it widens and you're there alone with all that love, and the void on your throne.