And so it begins

So, I'm jumping on the blog bandwagon and we'll see how it goes. Why a blog? Well...first and foremost, it's a good way for those not in Chicago to keep up on Eliza if they so choose (or they can just wait for our less and less frequent photo albums on Snapfish). Plus, it seems like an easy method for chronicling what she's up to and thus giving me things to refer back to when I'm updating her baby book. I don't really think our day to day existence is that interesting, but then I find myself utterly fascinated by other people's blogs, which makes me think, "why not?" What's the worst that can happen? No one reads it. Plus, I used to write a lot. A LOT. Now I don't write at all and, as is evidenced already, my writing skills are severely atrophying. So this is good practice for me to combat the new mommy brain, an affliction that renders me incapable of remembering what happened more than 30 seconds ago unless it has to do with Eliza in which case I can recount it in more detail than anyone should or will care to know.

Anyway...we bought a car today! A Honda CRV, which is apparently the car of choice for women in their early 30's with a child under the age of 2. Spot on besides the early 30's part. And so Mac and I continue our relentless march into yuppie parent stereotypes. I don't think we've done an original thing yet. Still, I'm excited as I've never owned a new car before. I think we're getting glacier blue, but am still holding out hope for a dark blue. It was an adventure in negotiating for Mac, most of which gives me a headache, so I'm glad he likes to do this stuff. The dealer completely insulted our current car and gave us a trade-in value that pretty much made Mac's head spin around. Poor Spaulding (our Mitsubishi Galant). Completely trashed for being a "city car" and will soon be sent to exile near Midway Airport. That's right, they won't even keep him on their lot. We pick up the new car on Friday. Many thanks to Spaulding for the excellent service, especially getting me to and from Lincolnshire during my year of horrible commuting.

And where was Miss Eliza while we were doing this? She spent the afternoon with her grandparents in River Forest and behaved admirably, even napping! Very exciting. Unfortunately, we forgot to bring the stroller, so she was deprived of a nice walk on one of our rare nice days in Chicago (global warming has arrived and apparently means non-stop cold weather for us). Next time.

Tomorrow is sign language class where we get to find out all the things she's been dying to tell us!

And now a photo, just to have one.