Taking a rare break.

Okay all you Molly Crockers out there, (Molly Mormon and Betty Crocker all-in-one annoyingly happy stay-at-home Mom) you're getting on my nerves!

I'm just jealous of the way you have time to bake adorable cakes, visit your kids schools, enjoy your kids' smiles and laughter, take pictures of them at their cutest and make disgustingly endearing blogs. Makes me want to puke! ( But in a good way)

I'm glad that you're all so gosh darn happy. Just kill me now before I fling myself off a bridge!
I'm not really suicidal or anything, just really REALLY sick of being sick of my life. Thankfully, there's a light at the end of my LONG tunnel, and hopefully everyone I love will still like me after I emerge from it. Actually, I doubt that anyone will really read this, because nobody will suspect that I even had time to take a breather from the rat-race I'm running in. Excuse me now, while I beat my head against the wall a few times before I return to class.

Luv yer gutts, Erica

I'm ready for a break!

I'll write more later, but for now I'll just say that school is wearing me out! Bring on the Thanksgiving family time - I can't wait. Can't think of anything I'd rather spend time doing than hanging -out and playing soccer with my brothers, kids, and nephews. (I'd play with little Paisley, but I think we'd squish her during our stampede toward the soccer ball!) Then lounging around Mom and Dad's house, eating ridiculous amounts of delectable food and laughing at all of the funny things that Ike and Jen think-up, sounds like a little piece of heaven.