Thanksgiving, over at Mike's mom house. It went quick. Soon, Christmas will be upon us.

Chica is pregnant.

Dustin is living and working in Chicago. I miss him. I skype him, though. Really cool, technology.

September 5, was my anniversary of surviving breast cancer. I am 4 years out. I still feel the shadow of it's presence. Not always, but often. Why have they not found a cure? Maybe, they don't want to.

Another lump in my right breast. If it is cancer, I will not have surgery, chemo or radiation, again. I will demand to have alternative therapies and new research clinical trials. Chemo did damage to my body. I will not go through it, again. I will not let them chop off my breast. I will not have radiation. I know there is a way to kill cancer. I will kill, this cancer, if it is.

It has snowed for weeks. I cannot wait for spring. I love the snow, but not, this much.