It is September and so very nearly October.  Remember when you were a kid and it took forever for your birthday, Christmas, Halloween, show and tell day to come?  Now I feel like an old bird because I say things like, "I remember when you were born," or "I can't believe it is already (insert current month."  I'm 26 peeps.  You round those digits up and I'm 30.  Let's not be dramatic, I know I'm not old.  But sometimes I feel it when I look at what kids are wearing these days and thing "uggggggggg."  We even have life insurance for heavens sake.  Why the age rant? Well, because my husband now has a light at the end of the tunnel for school.  It is going to be the May.  May will be the month when we both shout from the rooftops of our independence from more tuition/student loans/ and H-work.  You can substitute hell for the H if you want.  I know we do.  Then we won't be students anymore (you know, if he doesn't get a masters).  I am happy to grow up to that.  I'm happy with all the progress we have made in the last year.  I'm proud of HIM for all he does ALL the time.  In the midst of working full time/ full time student, he has managed to get 2 jobs offers, 2 raises, and real buff.  I love seeing where we take our little life every day.  I love seeing our boy grow up.  Life is really good, even when it is really stressful and hard, it is happy.  And that is just pure awesomeness.