today was one of those days.
as i laid down to nap, i couldn't sleep;
i was too busy feeling sorry for myself.
i officially labeled myself as depressed as i listed the "poor me's"
i miss austin and my sisters
i miss having money
i miss my brother
why is my child being a spawn
i want new clothes that fit
i want this hat

when will nIE wake up
when will i ever be done with school
when will david ever be done with school
i want to go out on a date without worrying about money
i miss my old ward
etc...
etc...
etc...
after Mr. Pruett tried everything to cheer me up,
i finally decided to make sugar cookies.
my two boys helped make the batter and david even helped me frost them.
(with exceptional frosting skills i might add.)


and then we watched the office.

these two were the perfect anti-depressant.
but don't worry; i'll still pop the prozac on my nightstand tonight.