Happy Birthday, Jesus December 24, 2007

The kids sang this tonight after dinner. It was beautiful.

Happy Birthday, Lord. We love you!

Clean Freak December 23, 2007

Before having children my house looked like a staged house. Everything was perfect. I would clean every weekend like I was expecting the President to show up any minute.

Once my first child was born I was unable to keep it up as much as I had. Then when my second child came, forget it. Now that I’m a full-time mom and a part-time student the one thing that has gone by the wayside is my housework. I do laundry when my husband runs out of socks or boxers or when we are down to one clean towel. That’s just the way it goes right now.

Yesterday I precleaned (that means I did the easy stuff). Today I cleaned. I just got done about 5 minutes ago and it’s 9:30 at night. Ugh! But I truly hadn’t cleaned, I mean really cleaned, since the weekend before we went to Arizona back at the end of October. Ick!! My house was horrendous. But now the scents of Pine Sol and Windex surround me. I love the smell of clean.

I am a clean freak. I’ll tell you a secret that you may find annoying. You know how the joke goes that people look in other people’s medicine cabinets when using their restrooms? Not me. I could care less what kind of band-aids, mouthwash, toothpaste, or dental floss you use. I don’t want to know what medicines you take. But what I will look at is your shower. Why? I haven’t a clue. I am a shower peeker. It started because I scrub the heck out of my shower when I clean it. I mean I want it to sparkle. I figure I can tell how clean someone really is by their shower. It’s so easy to pull the curtain and think no one will peek. I will peek. I always do. I can’t help myself. I have to admit most people keep their showers pretty darn clean. But I get a big giant kick out of a moldy, dirty shower in a house that otherwise looks pristine. I don’t judge. I just like to know that you are normal.

FYI: If you decide to become a shower peeker too, don’t ever look into the shower of any man who lives alone or with other males. That is the only exception to my weirdness. I have learned my lesson. Boys are NOT as clean as girls and I don’t believe they care!

What’s your weirdo personality glitch?

Welcome to my new blog December 16, 2007

I have decided to move to WordPress from Blogspot.

To see my previous blog please click here: http://www.candidchatter.blogspot.com/

I’ll be posting again soon. Stay tuned.