Odd Mix the Saint
"This man is a saint. I define a saint as a person who behaves decently in an indecent society." ~Kurt Vonnegut (Timequake)
Odd Mix is the type of Dad I always wanted. He's the older brother I never had. He's the husband little girls dream of, and the kind of man I hope my brothers grow up to be.
The love in which he posts about his wife and kids is profound. You can't help but love them too. Try not to. I dare you. Resist the cuteness of Annelise's Snugglewuffie, the first post I remember reading on his blog. Try not to get emotional while Odd Mix describes Caleb's traumatic plane ride, or when lovely Gabriella thought her ears were ugly, and Bissy with her truthful words of wisdom. Don't forget Odd Mix's wife, the wonderful MDW. He gushes about her in his "101 Odd Facts" (#56-65). No one could ever doubt the love they share. They are the epitome of what a marriage should be, role models for my generation.
Are you wondering how a post about Odd Mix turns into a post about his whole family?
I couldn't describe one without the other.
And I don't think he'd want it any other way. If someone had told me about Odd Mix before I had the pleasure of meeting him, I'd have been scared. That's not the word you were expecting is it? Well I'm not here to please you anyway. I would have been scared to be judged unworthy, as is the harsh reality of this world. I'm not graceful. I cuss... A LOT. I tell stories that may not be deemed "appropriate" to the general public. You're all well aware of that, I'm sure. And yet, Odd Mix has never indicated that I'm anything other than his friend and that I'm worthy of such a title. He's gentle and hardworking, caring and unbias, loving and creative... and he wears his halo a little crooked.
Odd Mix is...
1. The description for Depeche Mode's "The Meaning Of Love" album.
2. The array of buildings in this San Francisco picture.
3. Face art at Yale.
4. A REALLY difficult set of words to Google.
Courtesy of Odd Mix:
The words for this weekend are
Don't be a wussy, join the fun!
Today is Hoop's last day at the distributor where we work. He decided to take a month off before graduation to start looking for a more corporate type job. It's kind of sad for me, since this is where we met. It's sad for him because this is where all of his friends are. But we've got a lot of great changes ahead of us... Hopefully one of those is a move. Can you believe we still haven't had anyone look at the house? I'm going to start standing at the end of my road in a bikini with a sign.
On second thought, Hoop's out of a job. Maybe I'll have HIM do that. hehe
Have a great weekend!