My second attempt...

So now that I have broken the ice with my first blog, the reasoning would say that this posting would be easier, no such luck. It is almost 9 p.m. the baby is going to bed, the dog is asleep at my feet and I sit here wondering what the point of all of this is. Is this just a way of recounting the days triumphs and setbacks, or is there more to a project like this. I am not sure, I started this by thinking I would discover more about myself, not just relive the days events. But maybe, as I write I will learn more about myself in the long run. Hmm, questions to ponder.

So here is my funny story for the day, it seems I always have at least one, I mean with a toddler and a puppy how can you not laugh at least once a day. I was on my way to pick up my husband from the ferry, a commute I know very well. Just as I was pulling into the parking lot to wait for him to disembark, I notice something moving out of the corner of my eye. I look and what do I see, but a tree frog jumping right at me. First of all; how in the heck did a tree frog get into my car?? I have not a single clue, but that is beside the point. All I know is that at this moment is there is a frog in my car and I haven't touched or played with a amphibian in many years, nor have I wanted to. And then to my dismay here comes this frog jumping right for me, while I am driving. I let out a meager little whimper and my daughter follows suit thinking all this is a game. The frog then decides that jumping on me may not be in his best interest lands on my steering wheel and turns around to jump on my dash. Now all I am thinking is, Danielle you are being so stupid, it is just a tiny little frog, but at the same time I am wondering where in the heck is my husband who likes these little guys. Thankfully the frog calmes down and decides to wait it out with the rest of us in my front window and my husband amusedly plucks the frog from his resting place once he gets in the car. Then we have a frog release party in the park directly behind the Town and Country grocery store. My daughter was very pleased with this, as was I, although I am still perplexed as to how he got into my car in the first place.

So now it is Friday night, many years ago I would have been known to be out on the town till about midnight or later. But, those are pre-baby days, so now it is typing on the computer to no one, or many depending on if anyone views these postings. Now getting silly is cracking open a bottle of wine and watching a movie that requires me to stay up past 11. Ah, how times have changed. There are plenty of good things about this however. I notice that my husband and I both take much better care of our home now that we aren't out partying all of the time. See, most of the weekend we would be out and about and come Sunday we would be either too tired or hungover to do much of any kind of home improvement. Now, we have plenty of energy for those things, but not much of a social life. How the pendulum swings. Some days I don't even put makeup on, now that was something in my early years(20's)that I would always do. Now, if I leave the house there needs to be a motivation to put make-up on, but only if I am going somewhere deserving of the make up. Those places are restaurants, movies(hardly ever go there though), to see friends, and that is about it. Saves me money on makeup though, which is good because as much as my daughter eats us out of house and home we could use the extra money. :-)

Ok, off to the weekend, and the big project-- painting of the garage!!! How exciting. Do these projects test anyone elses marriage out there?? I can almost guarantee a fight or two between my husband and I, and we rarely fight. These kind of things seem to bring out weird amounts of tension. Like, "Why didn't you tell me it wasn't straight" or "Why didn't you ask me for that while I was in the other room?" "I told you to hold the ladder steady" I will provide an accurate account of the days events sometime. For now it is check the e-mail and look forward to the Johnson Harvest Fair.