When Life Gives Me Lemons...

...well, I don't like lemons or lemonade so it's kind of a bum deal when life gives them to me.  Allow me to put my own spin on the phrase.  Ahem.  When life gives you lemons, take them back to the store, get your money back and buy some chocolate milk!

Now that I've typed that, I don't really know what it has to do with this post.  It's not as though I've taken some negative part of my life and put a positive spin on it.  What I do know is that in the midst of this shit pile I'm swimming through, I have something to be uber excited about - my sister is coming home tonight.  Of course, the reason she's coming home is sad, but I'll take what I can get.  I don't know how long she is staying but I don't really care.  She has been working her ass off in med school (in Germany) and we have barely had time to talk since she was here during the summer.

With any of the inlaws (whether it's Mike's side or my side), I always feel like the odd man out.  I'm not as close to the sis-in-laws and they all flock together and act as each other's bridesmaids, get together for suppers, have their inside jokes and whatnot.  I suppose the fact they all live in the same city has something to do with it, but still...I always feel like I'm on the outside looking in and I just show up for the family get-togethers, chat a bit and then go home.

But my sister?  It's her and I.  We have our inside jokes from years ago that continue to send us into fits of giggles with merely a line or word from whatever the joke was.  There is nothing we can't talk about and we know each other's secrets.  It really sucks she has to live so far away.  But I'll take a sister over a sis-in-law any day.

Besides the giggles and support, my sister is my second counsellor.  She has her degree in psychology and has always been interested in neuro-psychology.  With all the studying she has done over the past year, I love the fact that she can give me the physiological reason as to why my brain is doing what it's doing.  She gives me that second perspective when I can't (or when I refuse) to see it.

So, with that, I'm heading to Stoon this afternoon and I'm not sure how long I'll be there.  For now, I need to go find an outfit for Katelyn that will meet the European fashion standards :)