The last year in brief:
Nick went to basic, infantry school, missed airborne school by 10 seconds on his last physical training test, he got to go to Hawaii instead, he become really good at the soldiering thing, he deployed to Iraq yesterday for the next year.
Alex finally learned so much philosophy that when we are discussing a movie we've all just watched none of know what he's talking about any more. He got to go to Rome again, he's in Montana doing an internship for Foundation for Research in Economics and the Environment. (FREE, a think tank) He can't believe they are paying him to get to interact with such intelligent people, learn so much and enjoy Montana.
Max is getting his GED. High school was a nightmare for him. He made another two movies, he had a girlfriend, he drives. He feels almost human.
My little guys are doin' great.
Bedfellow lost his job. We are broke.
Myself, I got better from Lyme Disease, am on a productive journey to fix several physical quirks I have, I do the mother thing. Started talking to my brother once a week, which has been great because my siblings are precious people. About the only writing I have done in the last year has been entertaining the attendance secretary with my long, dramatic (and comical to me) emails with descriptions of why my child is absent. I try to make it something I might read again in a Reader's Digest bit about ridiculous things parents have submitted. It's a sad sort of hobby.