almost there

 my neck/shoulder thing's still going, but much calmer. on the other hand, my stomache was doing a thing this morning and i - thinking i just needed to fart - almost pooped myself today while bussing home with my son and carrying a whole bunch of heavy grocery bags. fortunately there was no incident, but i wasn't sure until we got in to safety.

mr smear's back in school as of this morning, and i must admit that it's a bit of a relief.

an unlikely-looking mom from his class turned out to be a burner. i found myself referring to my heavy party days as "when i was a kid" and stopped, horrified, by what had just come out of my mouth.

i'm still mildly disturbed by it.

aside from  school drop-off and pick-up, and grocery shopping, i spent the majority of my day writing an article triggered by gd and myself agreeing to stop watching power slap: road to the title this morning. there're some people on that show who should be getting real help, not being encouraged to hurt themselves and others for something that really isn't a "sport". it's a game, certainly, with rules... but as hard as they may try to legitimize it i just cannot consider it "athleticism".

i don't know why writing that took so long. i guess the asides to look things up were more distracting and rabbit-holey than i thought.

speaking of which, i was today years old when i learned the original cherokee story of the two wolves.