Been a long time

So, I suppose I am a slacker and I am not sure why I decided at 12:00 a.m. (the night before I need to be in court in Bradley County before 9:00 a.m., then go and supervise the last visit one of the kids on my caseload has with his mother, then take one of my kids out to lunch for good behavior, then drive from Cleveland to Pikeville, to Dunlap, and then to Dayton, where I will see two more of my kids, and then drive home)... that I would update my blog. Maybe it is my new medication, maybe it is because I am stalling because i know that if I go to sleep then naturally I will wake up and have to begin dealing with the above categorized day.. or maybe because I am too cold to go to sleep... However, I believe the actual reason is that my sister Rinnie is my inspiration. She finally updated her blog after an absence of quite some time and so I thought I should do the same.

The medication comment is a question of mine as I just started medication today to hopefully help with my OCD/Anxiety/and apparent ADD. Who knew I was soo messed up. Well, anyway, hopefully it will help, though I won't know for a while.

I have a few funny stories from recently.

Sometimes I think I have bad luck, but really I think that it is just God's way of saying, hey, I know you like jokes and I just want you to know that I am still watching out for you. Or maybe He just knows that I am a bit of a sadist and tend to laugh when bad things such as when people (myself included) trip, spill things on themselves, or do rather embarrassing things in public. My most famous might be the time that Cristin Taylor accidentally pulled my pants down in the vegetable section of Bilo....

The other day I was washing my new car. I take it to this place where you put quarters in and get to choose between the soapy brush, soapy wash, rinse, tires, etc. Anyway, I don't know why I go there because I always leave feeling like my car is dirtier than it was when I came and generally speaking I somehow end up soaking wet. This day in particular was frustrating as I had spent approximately 5 dollars in quarters vacuuming, brushing, washing, and rinsing my car and just as I ran out of water for the final time (and ran out of quarters as well) a bird flew into the roofed closure and pooped directly on my windshield. There was nothing i could do about it. I had no more money, was soaking wet, and it was the gooey, white, slimy kind that I knew would not simply wash off my windshield if I used the spray and my wipers, no it was the kind that would spread over the entire front of my car and make it impossible to see to drive home. I felt dejected.

P.S. oh siblings of mine... the psychiatrist said that if I had been on medication sooner I may not have always been named the "relational one" - I like to think that I could have been the family brain surgeon :)