Tin foil hats and Sybil

Well, greetings and salutations to 2007 and fellow bloggers. How's things? I have been stewing and stewing on a new post for '07 and haven't came up with much. *sigh* So I have decided to just do some random thoughts instead, how does that sound? Yeah, like you can really object at this point. *evil squeals of laughter here*

• We went to Jeff & Candace's way up in the land of cattle and sage brush. We had an EXCELLENT time, of course. They are such awesome hosts. They really are. If you are ever in Hicksville, CA be sure to stop by, I bet they'll make you feel right at home. AND, we didn't lose not one child this time. We called that a raging success.
• I tried Jello shots for the first time in my life. I like them. Yummy. Although, I must admit, I don't think I will be eating any more lime jello anytime soon. *cough, cough*
• We had my nephew, C, with us. He stayed with us for the week between Christmas and New Year's. He is 6, two weeks younger than Connor, and such a sweet little guy. He totally reminds me of Dori on "Finding Nemo". So funny, very ditzy and sweet. I don't think he has the best home life with my brother & SIL. So, I am glad he's kinda spacey, maybe he doesn't realize that his parents are majorly unhappy and on the brink of divorce and that my brother may or may not be sleeping with is 20-year-old hotter than hot neighbor? I said maybe....
• My mom sat me down and had a very serious conversion with me. She informed me that crazydruggiesister has multiple personalities, T has been officially diagnosed. One of the personalities told crazydruggiessister's therapist she has been under wraps for 7 years and she was getting damn sick of that and wasn't going back in anytime soon if she could help it. Oh My, we have our very own Sybil. My Mom was all shocked and mournful about the whole thing. I don't blame her, it's very very very very sad. However, we have known this as a family for YEARS, I don't know why it shook my Mom up so much. She of course is worried about K., as am I, however K. knows she could come back to my Mom's anytime and so far seems happy as a little lark where she is. I keep reminding my Mom that K is old enough now, she's 15, to make decisions about what kind of a life she wants to have and we can't force her to make good decisions. It's like trying to push water uphill. It is VERY sad and such a waste, but I tend to be more philosophical about it to help keep me sane. Okay, well maybe not sane, but at least not wandering down the street with a tinfoil hat muttering that the aliens stole my socks again.
• I came to a shocking conclusion yesterday. I am a VERY serious minded and opinionated individual. I seem to put my foot in my mouth about 12x per hour. Now, I have got to figure out how to tame this strong personality of mine. I am thinking of investing in a muzzle or a shock caller. Beyond that I don't know what to do. I would LOVE to be the kind of person who could keep her opinions to herself. I know somebody like that. Everybody loves Jill because she never says what she thinks, even if pressed, so everybody assumes she agrees with them. I want to be like her when I grow up. I am thinking it's a pipe dream, but maybe I'll get a violent hit in the head since I can never seem to keep my damn opinions to myself and wake up with a brand new shiny personality. I want to be southern belle. I really do. *sigh* It could happen, right?!?!