Random assortment of nonsense

As you can see, the blog is undergoing some changes. I am trying really hard to get the mommy portion of the blog going without totally disrupting the vibe of the current blog. I want to send a shout out to the redhead riter (my new friend) who is helping this html illiterate blogger become all that she can be. I have a vision. I just have to figure out how to get that vision going. Stay tuned!

I just typed the rest of this blog but I am inserting this in because I find it absolutely hysterical to say the least. Seth and I are sitting here watching TV as I type and somehow we are watching some old movie called Kelly's Heroes with Donald Sutherland, Clint Eastwood, and Telly Savalas. I am struck by the view I am seeing of Donald Sutherland in this movie. Mind you, we are talking about a young Donald Sutherland. BUT, the resemblance is uncanny (Ok maybe it's just the facial hair, but I swear it's there). Seth is Sergeant Oddball! Oh my goodness how funny:

Anyway, it's really hard to move past how funny that is to me. Here goes. I have decided my life's career should absolutely be a stay at home mom. I believe I could totally rock just being a mommy. Unfortunately, I also want a nicer house and a newer car. At any rate, I have spent the past three days getting SO much accomplished I don't even know what to do with myself. There's still a lot to go, but I am starting to feel normal again. Why did I feel abnormal you may ask? Well, I am self-diagnosing myself as OCD. No I don't have to touch the doorknob eighteen times before I open the door. No, I don't feel the need to sanitize the bejesus out of my child's toys if they fall on the floor. My personal experience with OCD deals more with the big picture. I can't handle chaos and disorganization. If things aren't where I think they need to be (or really in any certain place at all) I feel like I can't focus or accomplish anything. I get it in my head that the placement of things is vitally important to my life and if I can't place and organize they way I want to things get fuzzy and ultimately frustrating beyond belief. Therefore, I have diligently been working this week on getting my house to a point where I can stand it and not become a grumpy A-hole every day when I come home. Unfortunately, I am doing this while planning the entire meal for Christmas and finishing up some shopping. Hence the feeling that I could rock being a stay at home mom. I am feeling ready, excited, and maybe even a little cocky about how things are going (please pray for me that the Christmas meal is nothing short of amazing). It's not perfect, but just having the time to do something about what I see as chaos has been liberating.

To any one who reads this, thank you for reading and Sergeant Oddball and I both hope you have a wonderful and merry Christmas.