safety vest on tight

I bought a new cd and totally thought that was a line in a song. Until I read the words to the song. Definitely not safety vest. And nothing that should remotely sound like "on tight." Thank goodness I didn't sing those words out loud to anyone. Reminds me of high school. The song Papa loved Mama by Garth Brooks. My best friend thought the words were "mama was a hooker, lord how she shined." Nope. It's "mama was a LOOKER..."

Anyhoo...I got a call the other day from my old DSS peeps - wanting info on a family I had a case with. They wanted anything I could remember - which was a lot because the family was very odd. But now it makes me wish I was back at DSS, because I really want to know what's going on. And I've always worried about this kid. But mostly because I'm nosy.

And as if that weren't enough to make me want to be back with my old peeps, I finally got pictures developed (10 rolls, some from 3 years ago), and some pictures were from my last day at DSS. We took a group picture outside. That made me all teary, and then laugh hysterically that there were 8 or so pictures and only one was decent. One person had their tongue out in one, then eyes were closed in another, goofy faces from being in mid-sentence, etc. Hilarious. And this was normal for us - it would always take multiple tries for a picture because we're retarded. And it's obvious from the pictures.

I also had a bunch of pictures of Peyton. Have I mentioned that he's adorable?

Aaaannnnnnddddd..........i'm done.