Frogger

         If you didn’t know it was really yucky weather today. Atleast where I live. I found this out when I left work today. It was cold and rainy, and rainy and cold. Did I mention it was rainy? It takes me between 50 minutes to and hour and a half to get home from work depending on traffic. That gives me a lot of time to kill. Dancing and singing in the car,  quietly listening to music, thinking about what I need to get done, and AM I THERE YET?

        Well it seems like everytime it rains it’s a Frogger buffet. If I lived farther south I could pick up dinner on the way home.  Well for some reason, whether it be sleep deprivation or not, I was really noticing the frogs tonight, and it made me think of the game Frogger I played when I was little.  Except, instead of me being Frogger, I got to drive the cars this time.  It seemed that all the frogs kept dying in the same spot of the game. Right when they made it halfway. I don’t know why they didn’t learn from the first 3,000 that died before them.  The point is to dodge the cars. I do try to avoid squishing a frog. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not gonna slam on breaks, swerve to the side or anything, just slightly slide over if I can. If not, than your loss.  I than thought that maybe the frogs didn’t realize the rules to the game and maybe thought they could squish us. Nonetheless, they were really losing this game. I swear I didn’t mean to hit that  one. (okay, maybe it was 30, but it really wasn’t my fault they were throwing their bodies in front of my car.) I felt like maybe I should take over the controller to help a few get to the other side. If they can’t make it across the road how are they supposed to finish the game by crossing the river? 

 Okay, this blog is really a little strange. Maybe I’m a little strange? Just thought I’d share.

                              

Epic Fail

Okay, so if you think that this is one of those blogs that is life changing, leaves you inspired or just is plain humorous, I think you took the wrong detour. Though my life might make you laugh, its because its so unbelievable that you are wondering how could anybody’s life be that ridonkulous (yes, I said ridonkulous). Well…..welcome to my world. It doesn’t get any more real than this!

        

I feel like my life has a “What were you thinking” button jammed, and even when I try to pry it free it won’t come unstuck. Maybe my kids put peanut butter under there or glue when we were working on a school project. No matter the reason of how it got stuck, how the HELL do I get it unstuck? I mean seriously, a person should only be allowed so many crazy moments, mistakes, or whatever your term is, right? Have you ever seen that stupid quote on Facebook; you know the one that reads “I never make the same mistake twice, I make it 5 or 6 times just to be sure!”…….Yeah well that’s me on multiple occasions. Now, come to think of it; I think that is me all the time. Damnit I think I need to hire someone to fix this button.

 I try to listen to people’s advice. Whether its good or bad I try to hear them out. Listen to what they have to say. Now, sometimes I take the advice and sometimes I don’t, but why is it that I always seem to take the bad advice, I mean it sounds good at the time? The funny thing is, that if I were giving advice over the same situation I could easily give advice that is unbiased and straight forward, but why don’t I take my own advice? Why do I allow people to influence my decision? I mean it makes me feel better seeing how happy that it makes them that they “helped” me, yet somehow I have “jammed” my button a little bit more, and now my situation, I mean my 7^th mistake on the same problem is now worse. Wa…..wa……wa……. Epic Fail. Somebody please stop me while I’m ahead, I mean while I’m on my 7^th time around making the same mistake. The thing is I know I’m making the same mistake. So why do I do it? Do I think it will have a different outcome if I keep repeating it the same way over and over again? If anyone knows this answer you could become millionaires! Oh, and by the way its 1:10am and I can’t sleep so I decided to write this.

Although my life is definitely changing all the time and I make mistakes apparently all the time, I’m not perfect, nor do I ever proclaim to be. One thing is for sure, I am finally taking my own advice. Just relax, (easier said than done.), laugh at myself more (because what fun would if be if i don't), enjoy my kids, and just see what life has to offer. I can’t live my life on what if’s, or regrets. Okay, I think that is all for now.