The Tree Frog Saga: Or, the my-husband-and-dogs-are-freeloaders Saga.

I have an interesting story to share, and includes plenty of oversharing (because, that’s my jam):

Around Friday last week I noticed a little tree frog stuck to our front door window. I thought it was kind of neat and left him be to chill out on the cool glass. When I went out later that day, he was gone.

On Saturday morning, I opened the door to let the dogs out and there was the frog again. When I went out later that day, he was no where to be seen.

On Sunday morning, I opened the door to let the dogs out and didn’t see the frog. Once the dogs were back in (and back in their beds) I went to the bathroom to pee. Just as I was sitting down on the toilet, movement caught the corner of my eye. (Good thing I was already on the toilet, because I’m pretty sure I would have peed myself if I wasn’t). Imagine my shock when I realized it was a little frog and he jumped right towards me. I screamed (because, it’s 5 in the morning and I wasn’t expecting anything to jump at me). I also want to take a moment to point out that I never scream, so you would think my scream might startle the four other beings in my house (one husband, three dogs). But no…they couldn’t even be bothered to wake up, let alone come rescue me. Thank goodness it wasn’t a serial killer or I wouldn’t be here to tell this story!

I nagged Mr. Big until he got up and relocated the tree frog to a tree outside (in his underwear, with his eyes still closed…I’m not even sure if he was awake or just sleep walking).

On Monday morning, I went to let the dogs out and there was Mr. Tree frog again, hanging out on the window. I wasn’t careful enough and he fell down onto the floor and then hopped off down the hallway. I tried to catch him but I am not a “things-that-move-and-jump-unpredictably-and-might-be-slimy” kinda girl so after much nagging, Mr. Big came (in his undies, eyes closed, still sleeping) and put him back on the tree outside.

On Tuesday night (last night), Mr. Big came home from a late night fire call to the tree frog on his way across the deck. He grabbed him, carried him to a tree that is across the yard and “explained” to him that he is a tree frog, and should live in a tree. Our door is not a tree. Apparently, tree frogs don’t have ears or if they do, they don’t speak English because this morning (6ish hours after Mr. Big read him his rights) I found the tree frog, once again, stuck to our window.

I’ve realized – for whatever reason – he thinks our door is his home. And to be honest, he’s got grit: we relocated him every day for like 4 days and he continued to come back. I kind of think he’s earned his right to stick to our window. (I’d just prefer him not in the house, because, you know…creepy crawlies/jumpies aren’t my thing.) So now we have a pet tree frog who lives on our front door. His name is Sebastian (because, he needs a name and I am a firm believer in full names that can be used for sophisticated events like dinner parties). (He’s like a wal.mart greeter, but not for wal.mart, not old (or, he doesn’t have grey hair) and not really that friendly…so probably not really like a greeter at all…)


He likes long hops through grass, moonlight serenades and cool glass windows to press his little sticky feet to. Welcome to the family, Sebastian.

P.S: My dogs will chase a leaf/squirrel/frog/plastic bag/thing that isn’t really there across the yard, barking and trying to eat it. But when there is a living, breathing creature – who shouldn’t be there – in my house???

“You’ve got that, right? We’re pretty busy….”

I need new guard dogs…perhaps guardier, doggier and less free-loadery ones.

P.P.S: Mr. Big, while he did dispose of the frog twice, only did so at my incessant nagging and I’m pretty sure he didn’t even wake up for it so I’m not sure he gets any points. What is the point in having a big, strong firefighter hubby if, in an emergency*, he reacts by continuing to snore? His defense was “that’s why we have dogs, your beef is obviously with the dogs, and not me…because they’re the ones not doing their jobs and being free loaders.” Touche, Mr. Big, touche.

P.P.P.S: I need to take a self defense course because CLEARLY I’m on my own.

P.P.P.P.S: I am not actually afraid of frogs…I just don’t like things that sneak up on you, and do unpredictable things like jump at your face with ninja stars in their hands paws hooves feet (?) (what are their feet called??). OK, maybe I made up the ninja stars bit…

*Totally know this was NOT an emergency, and Mr. Big is still my hero even if he didn’t leap from bed, armed and at the ready, to save his damsel in distress from a teeny, tiny, little tree frog who *literally* cannot hurt me.


Wordy Wednesday

Today is our first real ice storm this year – and everything (I mean, EVERYTHING) is covered in a layer of beautiful, shiny ice. I will take more pictures today and post them this week if I can.


Thankfully, this fence is not in use (just a piece of history left on our property) but look at that barbed wire…the ice has coated it making it as smooth as silk rather than barbed wire-y. If I had animals I was keeping out with it, I’d be a little more bummed. As it is, I just find it beautiful!

It took me a solid 10 minutes to skate walk to my car this morning and I am only parked in our driveway – it was just THAT slippery that I could only take one teeny tiny step at a time (and did a whole lot of wobbling). We don’t usually salt because it irritates the Dogs paws – but we may actually need to today!

Example: This morning at 2:30 I got up to let Chops out, and she was so excited she bolted out the door, slide off the deck and continued to slide the 25 feet down our cement walkway…she even managed a little twirl at the end. I awarded her a 9, because her form on take off was a little off (otherwise it would have been a 10). Note: She was fine but her pride was slightly bruised and I think this is further supportive of the need to put down some salt!


What I’m Reading:

Someone Else’s Garden by Dipika Rai:

This is a sad, beautiful story of a young girl named Mamta doing her best to find her footing in a world where everything is stacked against her. It is very sobering to read about what it is to be a woman in other countries – and it reminds me of how very lucky I am to be born into a free country, and to live in a family where men and women are equal. Mamta’s quiet strength and determination to survive in the face of adversity is empowering.

What I’ve Read:

The Invention of Wings – Sue Monk Kidd:

As the author of Secret Life of Bees – I was expecting something similar in this story. She did not disappoint me, I devoured this book in a single day. It was a tragedy mixed with courage and strength – a truly wonderful female heroine, and I enjoyed following her story. The grit and determination shown by Handful is incredible considering she has only known sadness and struggle.

The Mountain Story – Lori Lansens:

This is the kind of book that you don’t know how great it was until it’s finished. Truly a must read, and I think it should be included in high school curriculums.

It covers some fairly controversial topics, mixed with coming-of-age-meets-survival story that is filled with suspense, drama and heart rendering truths. Wolf is a multi-layer character, who has only know cruelty and by all rights should be just like his father, but instead he is a kind, caring young man in the throes of grief and trying to find his way. It’s a reminder that even in the darkest, more horrible moments – kindness and love prevail.


What are you reading? Read anything good recently? Doesn’t have to be books, I love articles and blogs too! I am always looking for new suggestions!

Thanks for stopping by!

Wordy Wednesday

What I’ve read:

The Paying Guests – Sarah Waters: This was the most strange novel I’ve read in a long time. It was well written, but I actually didn’t enjoy it at all. Nothing about the book gave me a good feeling – it was sad, and desperate, and just unpleasant. It highlights the issues same-sex couples faced (and continue to face), and it also highlighted not only the injustice but also the desperate lengths some have to go to in order to protect a secret deemed unconceivable by society.

The Scent of Sake – Joyce Lebra: I enjoyed this book. It showed the plight of a quietly strong young woman and her silent battle for power in a male dominated world. She shows just enough strength to challenge the norm, but not enough to bring down the hammer on her family. I like this character – she shows the quiet side of feminism that I, personally, belong to.

Girl on the Train – Paula Hawkins: Oh. This book. I had big expectations for it – I had heard it was a “game changer” and insanely clever. I love a good thriller with a twist – and  was so excited to read it…. but I did not find it to be those things. I found the “twist” to be predictable – maybe not at first, but as I continued to read and get to know the characters it became obvious. It was also very sad – the life that Rachel leads is so desperately sad and lonely. It focused on the darker side of life – affairs, domestic abuse, alcohol abuse… and had very little light in it. Not my cup of tea, at all. I doubt I will see the movie!

What I’m Reading:

The House Without Windows – Nadia Hashimi: I have been plugging away at this book for a couple weeks, which is not my usual style (I’m typically a binge reader). I haven’t really gotten into it – but yet I still want to read it and am consistently going back to it. I’m not sure how I feel about it, other than that it is sad and infuriating. It’s mind blowing to me, as a born and raised Canadian, that women in this day and age have to face jail time or a death sentence for being raped, falling in love or for being suspected killing their husbands (regardless of what he did to them first – not that killing him isn’t wrong, but sometimes it’s self defense or the abuse is so intense it seems like the only option to save yourself and your family). It’s not that I didn’t know how corrupt some parts of the world are, I did, but seeing it laid out in such clear terms is shocking…the lengths Zeba is going to, to protect something that in my country would be a monstrous crime all on it’s own, is incredible and intensely humane. It also makes me thankful for how very, very lucky I am to be Canadian and free.


What are you reading right now? Have you read anything good recently? I’d love to hear about it in the comments – I am ALWAYS up for new book suggestions!