I'm bad

Here it is August.  How many times have I said I'd keep up with this and how many times have I failed?  I'm sorry.  I'm a bad girl.  Things have really been hectic though!  Seriously!
You have to be careful what you put on the web you know.  You can't tell it like it is, or someone may use it against you.  Isn't that bogus?
You can't really say anything you wouldn't want  a judge to read out loud in court now can you?
Okay, so that is what I've learned in my last several months working in the courtroom-among other things.
The courtroom is an interesting place.  I am surprised at how I really enjoy it.
I'm taking criminal justice technology, have I told you that before?  I like it.  Well, we haven't gotten into the good stuff yet.  I took World Religion-loved it!  Computer Technology in Action with Office 2010-liked it a bunch.  And I took Psychology-zzzzzzzzzzz.  The only thing I really got from Psychology is that the people who take it, and like it, are searching for answers to their own problems.  They also move on to be therapists just so they can be around people more screwed up than they are and it makes their insecurities go away for awhile.  That was my interpretation of the class I took anyway.  I'm not cut out for it.  I do not desire to understand the evil that lurks in the minds of mankind AT ALL.  Give me my happy optimism ANY TIME!
Anyway, I'm amazed at the world.  Apparently during my 15 year marriage, where I rarely ventured away from home and had even fewer adult conversations, the world has gotten mean as all get out.  I was telling my mother this afternoon how it almost feels like I've been in a coma for 15 years and woke up to find that I still feel young and alive and hopeful and everyone around me has turned cold and cruel and distant.  What's up with that?
I mean seriously!  Do people really have to pretend to be your friend and all the while getting dirt on you or making it up when they can't get any out of you, just to feed you to the wolves when you least expect it?  Why?  What is the point?  Is getting ahead that important?  Is making yourself feel better worth bringing someone else down?
Boy, I'll tell you another one.  How about when someone who has no clue what your life is like, automatically assumes their life is so much more stressful than yours and that you have no clue what stress is?  Boy could I tell some people about stress.  And I may on here one day, but let me tell you, I have a LOT of stress.  The difference is I refuse to let it own me.  I refuse to NOT see the silver lining.  I refuse to worry myself sick over crap that isn't going to matter in a year.
Yeah, I'm writing a blog.  I should be more eloquent.  I'll save the eloquence.  I may pull it out next time, but for now I'm on my soap box.
I love people, really.  I chose not to be around those that are negative or use people to make themselves feel better, but it doesn't mean I am negative towards them or anything else.  They live their life the way they choose.  I live my life the way I choose and we'll just let God judge us all in the end.  It's not my place to.  I'm not imterested in it.
I like to surround myself with happy, positive people.  Don't get me wrong, we all have bad days and my friends are there to help me as I am for them, but we do it in a positive, helpful way.
You get out of life what you put into it and I choose to put sunshine and smiles into it.  I hope you do, too.
I'll try to vent more later.  Right now I have to give Strawberry Pie her bath and get some clothes ready to wear to the office tomorrow.  I get to go get my new semester college books tomorrow, too.  Also, Sugar Pie and Sweetie Pie start dance again this week.  Busy, busy!  :)  EXCITING!!!
Until......