sol march 8th

I clip the metal leash on to Domino's collar. We have had to switch to a metal leash after she bit through a rope one last november to attempt at catching a near by squirrel. Domino is wagging her tail so much that her back half has started shaking. She licks me and jumps up on my knee as put my sneakers on. I put on my red windbreaker and push open the front door. Our front door is old and heavy and takes a few pushes to swing open. I shut the door and walk down the front path to my next obstacle... the gate.

Our gate is like our front door, but worse. The latch doesn't fully work am it takes me a minute to two minutes to open. I pull up the latch and push, it doesn't budge. I do this again slightly harder, no result. Now I yank the latch upwards and slam into the gate. It swings open as I stumble out Domino walking beside me. I close it and go on my way.

I start walking down the street careful to avoid patches of ice. I pull out my earbuds, and walk on while I attempt to untangle them. I put the right one in and leave the left hanging out as I plug them into my phone. I click the shuffle button and continue walking. I hear the intro of Dead or Alive start in as Domino starts tugging in the direction of a near by rabbit. I rap the leash around my hand and she looks up at me pleading with her big brown eyes. I keep walking as she tugs back towards where the rabbit scurried off into the bushes. 

I look down at her

"Maybe some other time"

sol march 7th

I look down into the water firmly clutching the metal bars next to me.
Its the middle of July, I am at the swimming pool finally confronting my fear of the high dive. Ok not me really more of my friend Libby forcing me to confront my fear and me fighting her while she drags me up the stairs to the top of the dive. 
"Come on Sloan you can do it"
I consider walking back down, but I know that Libby would probably just push me of off it, and honestly I would much rather jump of myself then be pushed. 
I look back at her pleadingly
"Come on people are waiting just jump" she responds
I look back down at the water. The pool below is deep but its hard to tell because of how far up we are.
I can do this. I walk towards the edge of the board slowly. I am at the very edge now looking down. Might as well get it over with I say to myself.
I close my eyes
1
2
3
I jump
A small yelp escapes me as fall towards the water. When I hit the water it hurts. I hold my breath underwater as I swim back up to the surface. When I reach the surface I see a giant splash, and a few seconds later Libby swimming towards me grinning.
"Wasn't that bad now was it"
I roll my eyes
"I am starved lets go grab something to eat" I respond as we get out of the pool and walk toward the refreshments stand for lunch.

sol march 6th

bored
B-O-R-E-D
I sit in my bed staring up at the ceiling. It's saturday afternoon and I am attempting to do work...Its not really working out well. I look over at the computer I should really do my homework but I am having trouble focusing.I turn on the TV, I'll just watch something and then get to work I tell myself. I know I am lying to myself but I don't really care.

time passes

10 minutes
20 minutes
30 minutes
40 minutes
50 minutes
1 hour
2 hours

3 hours

Oh well Ill do it tomorrow

sol march 4th 4/31

The summer sun is beating down on my shoulders as I carry out a wooden stool and a homemade sign reading:

Homemade Lemonade (scribble) 1$ a cup

under it is a drawing of a lemon that looks more like a demented jelly bean. I walk up to the side of hiking trail my brother waiting for me with a pitcher of lemonade in one hand and a stack of paper cups in the other.
"Come on Sloan"
I put down the stool and taped the sign to the front of the white plastic table I brought up a few minutes ago. My brother Carson and I sit down and wait...
and wait...

and wait...

about an hour and half has passed and we have only had four costumers. My brother went inside awhile ago to make some more lemonade and hasn't returned. I sit there waiting in complete boredom.
"Hey Sloan"
I turn around to see Carson holding to glasses walking toward a the patio table below me.
"Bring the pitcher"
Carson helps me pack up the stand and we sit down at the table. I pour the both of us a glass of lemonade. We sit outside for awhile and finish the pitcher. We only made 4$ but at least the lemonade tasted good.

book blog march 3rd 3/31

This week I read Hope Was Here. It's about a girl named Hope who moves to Westconsin to work with her aunt Addie at The Stairways Diner. Hope thinks that this will be just another move (her and her aunt move around constantly for working reasons) that is until there cancer stricken boss and friend G.T. decides to run for mayor. Now Hope is tied not only in her new job but in town politics. Will she be able to manage? 

I liked this book. It is not my favorite book but I did like it. I would recommend this to people who do not want to read anything that serious but want a good book.

sol march 2nd 2/31

DISCLAIMER: This is just me rambling on about random stuff, if you don't like this then I'm sorry.

I am tiered, and kinda hungry but I need to finish my homework before I can do anything else. I am tempted to make a quick snack but I know a"quick snack" is not going to happen. The closest thing to a "quick snack" is " A quick snack that turns into me cooking something and then getting distracted". Maybe I could go just get a scoop of peanut butter... maybe... but homework comes first. Oh homework how I despise you but I can't get rid of you so I might as well do it.
I am starting to get a headache and I am having trouble focusing on my work. I am going to do this finish a few other things and then take a nap. That sounds good. 

sol march 1st 1 of 31

"Sloan unload the dishwasher before I come back"

"Mmmuuumph"

"I'll be back before 10:00"

"Mmmuuumph"

The door to my room shuts 

About thirty minutes later I hear the front door open and then close. 

I stare up at the ceiling

I should probably get out of bed

but it's so warm and comfy

what about getting a fresh start on the day

but... it's so soft 

I finally decide to get out of bed but not before letting out one final "Mmmuuumph".  I take a quick shower brush my teeth and put on a t shirt and some sweat pants. I walk down stairs to the kitchen for breakfast. I look down at my phone, it is 8:27. I hop on to one of the stools but the counter and pull out my testing kit. I prick my finger and put the blood on the little strip in the meter.

For those who don't know I have Type 1 diabetes, in other words a really crappy, sucky, pancreas that doesn't work. I like to picture my pancreas as a little whiny creature inside me always complaining and being annoying.

but I don't wanna work

but I don't wanna help out

As I imagine what my annoying pancreas would look like I give myself some insulin for my food and start making breakfast. I pop a peace of toast in the toaster oven and pour some milk. By the time Im finished I realize I have some time I have to wait to eat my food. I turn on the tv and put The Simpsons on. Eventually its time for me to eat and as I do so I watch Homer Simpson and Ned Flanders argue. Sometime passes and I hear the front door open.

crap

My mom comes in.

"Heeeeeeeeeey Mom"

"Hey Sloan, you get the dishwasher cleared"

"Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh..."