Sometimes I am jealous of other peoples' lives.
Like people who don't have homework or don't have to work.
Like people whose husbands are graduated.
or people who own a house (or even live in a 2 bedroom apt).
I am jealous of people who make more $$ than me (so like some 16 year olds)
and some times people who have enough money to actually buy movies and flowers for their tables.
Sometimes I am jealous of people with babies... but not really people with kids.
I am jealous of skinny people, for sure.
and people who have enough energy to come home from work, make a grand meal, aaaaaand do the dishes.
I am jealous of people who can spend moolah on nice vacations. I need one. bad. bad. bad. like.. a real vacation... not a family visit.
Oh, and I'm jealous of people who aren't pathetic enough to blog about things they are jealous of.