Love changes

Amanda from Lifelong Playdate left me a funny comment on my post asking what your romance was on a scale from 1-10.

"depends on the day for us. most days don't require a hose. but my heart gets all racy like when we remembers to take out the trash.

does that count?"

Funny how love changes over time.

When I was dating flyboy or first married I would have replied immediately no that doesn't count are you crazy. But now I am at a different place in life.

A better place if you ask me.

Romance doesn't have to be sweaty sex or underwear that he thinks is sexy but really dental floss would offer more coverage. It doesn't have to be a dozen roses for no reason, it doesn't have to be coming home from work and sweeping me off my feet and carrying me off to the bedroom.

The winters up here are beautiful, but for a girl from an area that considers two inches of snow a major storm they can seem brutal. Storms up here drop 8 inches as the norm. Every other week.

Thats a lot of digging out to do.

Flyboy leaves early for work, usually between 6-6:30. Before he leaves for work he scraps the walkway, the stairs, his car. He usually always digs out my car and scraps it as well.

One day he didn't get to it. There was a lot of snow so it took him a lot longer then he anticipated to get everything else done and his car out. No big deal, I told him I didn't have anywhere to be and I was a rather capable person. After all nine times out of ten he's away when it snows so I'm doing it anyways.

Well who do I see at lunch time, then my dear flyboy. Home to scrap my car and shovel it out.

That my friends made my heart race.

It also makes my heart race when he changes and disposes of a poopy diaper, kills large spiders for me, and loads my ipod.

Kamikaze squirrels

Yes thats right, kamikazes squirrels are living amongst us up here.

I dont know what has gotten into the furry little buggers. I dont know if the changing leaves and abundance of acorns is sending them into a frantic tizzy or if their pea size brains are just failing them as of late.

Who knows but this week has not been good for them.

Four. I have run over four in the last week.

And please believe me when I say I tried my darnedest every time not too. But damned if they aren't just running right at the car.

I hate running over things, I mean obviously not as much as the squirrel but still, it makes me sick to my stomach. Made worse when Dash-1 asks what the bump was. I told him it was an acorn.

I didn't elaborate that there was also a squirrel holding onto the acorn.

Should anymore meet there maker under my wheels I'm going to look into getting squirrels painted onto my drivers door, much like fighter pilots did in WW2. Then they will look and stand back as I drive down the road.

Oh and I'm going to need a stencil of a chipmunk too....

Whats the romance like?

Be honest here. How would you rate the romance in your marriage?

1- being the butterflies are dead with no signs of being revived to a 10- so hot for each other the neighbors are turning their hose on you guys.