Master Tyler turned 17 yesterday. Good Lord, how did THAT happen. I can't possibly be old enough to have a 22 year old AND a 17 year old, can I? He loved his gifts and seemed to have a pretty good weekend. We went shopping last night and he used some of his birthday cash for 2 new shirts. The rest he's saving for a game he pre-ordered. The seas shall rise up and swallow us up whole if we don't get him to Game Stop tomorrow to pick it up, I'm sure. :)

Started a rough mental outline for a new book. Kind of excited, VERY nervous. I've jotted down some character names I want to use. I still want to have the same basic concept as the last try, but I'm going to make some significant changes. It needs a lot more depth. More storytelling. It'll take me FOREVER because I don't have the time to just sit and write like I used to, but hopefully this one will be better than the last manuscript.  Blech. 

Jeff has some good leads for jobs, so I'm glad for that. Praying he has something by mid January. As it stands, we're fine until April but still....

So nice having Erin here with us again. Sometimes I just look at her and I'm SO THANKFUL that she's here. I've told her she's not allowed to move out again unless it's within a mile of here. She thought that was real cute. 

A. had a bad mammogram. Hoping the re-do comes out okay. My poor girl.

Work's been good. I hate how much I LOVE being back in the workforce. Makes the mother in me feel awfully guilty, and I don't know how to reconcile those two opposing feelings. I will say, that I feel very happy, as long as I know everything's okay at home, and that has to reflect on Jaxon a little bit. Just hard for him after having me at his beck and call his whole life.  

Sabrina's not looking well at all. The cancer just seems to be ravaging her poor little 6 year old body. It's shocking and heart breaking. I wish I could get up to Michigan, but there's just no way before January. And if Jeff isn't working, not even then. My fear is that the next time I get up there will be at her funeral. Never, have I hoped to be more wrong. 

I'm off to shut my eyes for 30 minutes and then fix dinner. Such an exciting life I lead.