A wild day

This morning, I got up before the sun rose and headed out on a long trek to South L.A. Back in the olden days when we watched the Rodney King riots on television and I thought that only people who were completely out of their minds would ever want to live in a place like Los Angeles, this area of town was known as South Central. In an effort to clean up its public image - though not really changing anything about the area - it is now called South Los Angeles). Anyway, I was interviewing for an internship in the Los Angeles County Department of Mental Health's Community and Correctional Psychology internship. Honestly, before going down there today, I totally second guessed why I applied to that site and I figured that it very well might rank on the bottom of my ranking list. But after going, I realize that it really is an awesome site with really excellent training. I'd definitely be happy doing an internship there, except for the long commute. But as I was driving there this morning, surrounded by graffiti of gang signs, building covered in tagging, bars on every window, and pit bulls behind every gate, I had to laugh and wonder what the hell I was doing there. I thought to myself that if someone had told me, growing up in rural Tennessee, that one day I would be considering a job in a place like that and actually excited about it, I would have run away screaming. And it definitely isn't a site for the faint of heart or the squeamish! But it is another site that has surprised me in this process and that makes my ranking decisions harder and harder!

I came home to find out that our nanny was not feeling well. She ended up going to urgent care this afternoon and being diagnosed with bronchitis and is highly contagious. Great! So Ramy and I are doing the childcare shuffle tomorrow and possibly Thursday and praying that Rebecca doesn't get sick and that Nanny Rebecca will be all well in order to help us out on Friday.