That green-eyed monster, envy, is alive and well in me. Oy! [Wait a minute, that's jealousy... oops. Oh well. They are both monsters..]
I just noticed a friend of mine on Facebook said she lived in Italy for several years. I am SO jealous! I've always wanted to go to Italy. I studied Italian in college, and actually learned enough to where I could read in the language.
Well, I read "Pinocchio" in Italian. Laugh if you want to; it's a tough read!
My French is barely there since I last studied it in high school. My Russian is just a lot of "mommy" words and phrases. Italian is my best language by far. I can still remember how to conjugate verbs.
And then of course, there's the food of Italy, which I've always wanted to try. Be still my heart...
More envy: another old friend from high school has the most precious little baby granddaughter. She posts cute photos of her all the time. It feels so strange to think I have friends my own age who are grandparents.
In fact, I sort of hope my kids don't make me a grandmother any time soon.... not until they are settled down and able to fully support themselves. Mike still has to finish high school!
We got his first progress report yesterday - all A's and B's. Of course, there were no grades for Biology or Geography, because he still doesn't have a regular teacher in either class. He's had a series of substitutes and they've been doing busy work for five weeks! The whole situation just irritates me. The school system is in a bad mess budget-wise. I've been assured that teachers are being hired, finally.
And speaking of envy, I kinda envy people who don't have to get up at 6 a.m. I do, because I have to make sure Mike gets on the bus at 7:20....