Well doesn't life surprise us sometimes? 

Last night as my hubby and I were discussing my school and the fact that one of my classes didn't work out, he asked me if I was game to "go for it."

Now, I have to tell you, I have been griping for weeks now about being "almost finished" and "oh I wish I could just be done"... but you see, I felt safe in saying these things, knowing that my husband has enough sense to put the brakes on.  YIKES, now that actually finishing it all this semester is his idea, I'm scared witless.

Very excited, but also very nervous.  I love my family. I love my current GPA. If it came to a toss-up, I'm not sure who would win.  That is obviously a joke. If worst comes to worst, I can always buy a gold sticker for my diploma at the teacher store, right?

So, just when I was about to get back into blogging, it looks like there might be a very long hiatus.   I'm making no guarantees to anyone about anything until mid-December.

OH all I want for Christmas is my M.- E-d, my M.-E-d....