This is one of the worst times of the year for me. Not only is it deep winter, but it is my birthday next week as well and the closer I get to 40, the moodier I get. Of course, I will only be 38 next week, but still...that's pretty danged close to 40.

I don't want to get older.

Do you know that this summer I will be having my 20th high school reunion? Yep, I have 4 months or so to lose 100 lbs. How in the heck am I going to do that? There's no way. Frankly, I am beginning not to even care. If they don't like the person I have become, then blankety blank on them.

I think I am having my mid-life crisis early.

The other day I saw the new Chevy Camaro concept car. I want one so badly, but they won't come out probably until 2009. That gives me three years to save up. ;) Can you see me toolin' around in this baby? Some Def Leppard Pyromania pounding out of the speakers as I cruise to the school for my lunch mom duties or to the Jewel to buy groceries? I'm thinking a bright red. Yeah, that's the ticket.

When I was a teen, I wanted a Firebird, Camaro or Trans Am so desperately! For one week, I was allowed to drive a copper 80-something Firebird while our truck was in the shop. That was such a cool week - driving that car to band camp every day. LOL And then it was gone.

Of course, if I get a job to finance this dream, I would have to come up with day care money too for the summer as I wouldn't be home to watch the kids. For those of you who don't know how much day care can cost, think basically all of the paycheck I would recieve.

So, for now, I can dream. Just like I dream about moving back home to Alabama, but it's never gonna happen.