tick tock tick tock

In one week, my biggest baby will be sixteen.

I don't even have anything profound or moving to say about that at the moment; I just thought if I put it in print, it might get my behind in gear around here. It should serve as a screaming reminder of just how quickly the time passes, make me take advantage of every moment, jump start me into action. Instead, I sit here playing spider solitaire while trying to pretend I get to keep them all with me forever.

Ah well, I still have a week to go. I am sure I can think of some better avoidance tactics in that amount of time...