Hypocrites,hypocrites,everywhere!

Just when I think things are starting to get somewhat in order...hypocrites in my very own family prevail!
I'm not even sure of where this all came from. Really, I don't.
It all started with my aunt..first she calls to complain( a normal habit that I normally ignore), but this time...it was my dad she was complaining about. At first, I had to side with my father on the issue. She expected my dad to pick up her son, and take him to my house, and drive back home. My dad isn't made of money, that he can sit there and waste gas like that! I thought. I know I'd be fuming,too(like my dad),especially since she sprung this up all last minute on him. But, I thought...isn't that family is supposed to do? My aunt needs help(even though I don't completely agree with the need of babysitting for a bunch of teenagers), and she's asking family. Family is supposed to pull through, right? Well, my dad did do it, but he said he wasn't going to do it next week for her. She was upset, because now she feels like her family doesn't care, or is available to help out at times like these. I totally understood the feeling.
But, I listened, and then I hung up. I try not to get in the middle of these sort of things. It makes me feel divided, and I hate to choose sides with family.
Now, my dilemma. A week ago, my stepmother decided that she was going to switch churches. SHe wanted to go to the same one  as my aunt. I said I was getting frustrated with the Jehova's Witness church(KIngdom Hall), and we both agreed that we should switch churches. We also agreed that they(my parents) were going to pick me up from now on, and we were all going to go to church as one big happy family. Okay, that last part was added by me. But, last week was very nice. We went to the church, I even treated them to Wendy's..it was all so nice. But, for reasons unknown to me, my dad called me just now, and said, "you know they have a van,right? Let them pick you up next week, and we're going to Salvation Army. We'll pick you up tomorrow,though. But, after that you can use the van." First off, I'mnot trying to say that I'm higher than thou or anything, but...I hate using church vans. I used to do it as a kid, and I always felt odd about it. Now that I have kids, I wouldn't DARE try the van thing. Who knows what the heck is in those things? What if someone's sick, and gets on...UGH. I just do NOT like the thought of church vans.
And my dad..I'm not sure of what to think. I think both my aunt and my dad are peeved at eachother, and now they're both taking it out on me(in their own ways). I will call the van, but if they don't offer it in my area(which is often the case), then I have to tell the kids we can't go. And they're going to be mad at me, and I'm going to be mad at dad...
I hate the things that ALWAYS seem to happen at the end of the summer with my family. Now I understand why God told me to move at the time that he did. ARRRHGGGGGHHHH. Why didn't I listen?!
On top of all this, I'm trying to break up with the JW's. I largely did this because I thought that my parents were going to make the way for us to go to church. And now this...
So, now I have to break up with the JW's, and I have no means of us to go to a church. GREAT, JUST FREAKIN' GREAT!!! Grrrrr.....
I have a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach about ALL of this....that somehow, family relationships are going to be strained. I hate it when these happens....
I'd better go. I jsut thought that I would vent out some frustrations. Who knew going to church would be this..upsetting? God, I wish you would bless me with a vehicle already!!
I'd better get going.