sister winter

a million degrees and negative a million degrees.

unrelated: click on THIS to find out which wes anderson character you are. 

turns out i'm suzy from moonrise kingdom.

sunday morning.

there's probably something wrong with you if you set your alarm for eleven o'clock AM

and still snooze it.

and by "you" i mean me.

i blame it on the cozy indian quilt and the sound the heater makes.

it's spring break!

kind of funny... today and yesterday have been warmer in alaska than here. i live in a cold state.

skipping school is fun to do

Sundance. It's nice.

i still like you, winter

but my legs could use some vitamin d right now.

zombie in the snow

You know that scene on Day After Tomorrow, when it's so freezing outside, that the fuel in the helicopters freeze and plummet to the ground, then guys open the helicopter doors and they instantly freeze? Like, the blood in their veins freezes and they all die?

Or that part on Batman Begins when Bruce Wayne is climbing up the mountain in the blizzard to that weird ninja temple and his face is all covered in ice once he gets there?

That was me this morning.

Frigid. Cold. Outside.

And my car heater decided to malfunction... so my hand was sort of frozen to the steering wheel once I got to school and I think the inside of my lungs were coated with frost.

Not my best morning.

But even though all that happened, I still had a good day. Happiness is a choice.

I'm trying really hard not to let the little things get me down. Because lately I feel like I've kind of been having an on-and-off pity party for myself. Why? Not really sure. I have just felt so moody moody moody lately. Bah! I'm done with that.

Let's be happy.

winter kid

Does it seem like people that are born in the winter seem to enjoy winter more? Whilst kids born in the summer seem to prefer that warmer time of year?

It's a weird hypothesis. Here is why I think this:

I am a January baby. I love winter. I look better and am more comfortable when I'm bundled up in a sweater and boots than I do in a sundress. Actually, I don't wear sundresses, but this is probably why. My sister Kirsten is also a December baby, and she looks really cute while she skis, etc.

My sister Kylie, on the other hand, was born in June. She doesn't look so good on the slopes (her words, not mine). But put her and my mom (also June) on the beach, and they are totally in their element.

Maybe this is a weird coincidence in my family. Maybe it's really true.

these things go together

All my friends,

I've returned to Sister Winter.

oh, sufjan. you are awesome.

p.s. one of those kids is my grandpa.