What kind of blog is this, anyway?

It's a Friday night and I should be out tonight. Unfortunately a chain of events led to me not being out tonight. Instead I am blogging for the third time today about the same stuff I've already said. I'm coming to terms with the fact that this is becoming less and less of a home building blog, and more into a new age diary for me. I'm also coming to the terms that I am just fine with that.
Scott got home from work extremely early today, so we had dinner at 5:30, and then went to the house. We were told that the only thing that got done was the primer on the walls, but when we walked in there was actual paint! I actually think it's just the first coat of paint, and then they did the ceilings, so that's why they didn't say painting was done. Whatever - it looks like a real house now, that is just really empty with no flooring. Either that or a foreclosed home that was owned by a family of thirty Indians.
After visiting the house we went to Divits so Scott could hit a few softballs to practice for his corporate challenge softball series next weekend. He hasn't participated in four years, so I know he is excited for it. Afterwards we went to the ice cream place for a snack before heading home. It was at that point that my lady parts began hurting. Hurting may not actually describe the pain - it literally felt like someone was punching me down there repeatedly. Anyone who knows me knows I never, ever take any sort of Advil, Ibuprofen, etc., and I took TWO. It has been fifteen minutes and I am just starting to feel better.
That isn't why I didn't make it out tonight though. Unfortunately, another prime example of how life changes after having a baby - someone had to stay home with her and get her to bed. That someone was me. It's okay though, she's worth it ;)  Actually, things would have been very different if it was two months from now and we were in our house. I would have just had my mom come over and put her to bed and she could watch TV at our place for a couple hours, BUT, I live here. So that wasn't about to happen. In addition, my mom just got home from Florida this late afternoon, so i'm sure she wouldn't have been up for it.
Are you beginning to see how this blog is turning more and more into a diary? It's actually kind of sad, that I can't just write about one thing.
Okay, enough - time for me to figure out what else is on TV now that the baseball game is almost over.