My aunt Sher called to see if Tim and I wanted to go out for dinner on Saturday night. We said yes. When we got to the restaurant, not only were Uncle Frank and Aunt Sher there, but my Aunt Linda and Uncle Don from Florida. I was so shocked to see them. Uncle Don was diagnosed with prostate cancer about the same time I was diagnosed with breast cancer. He did not have to have chemo, but he's still bald.
LOL, as they say.
They all surprised me by remembering my birthday. We had so much fun, laughing and joking. I was sorry to see it end.
My nephew was badly injured in Iraq probably three years ago. After a long hospitalization, many surgeries, he and Sarah came back home. We rejoiced then. We rejoiced again Sunday morning, blessed by the birth of their first child, Abigail Joy. My sister became a grandma for the very first time.
My rocks are nearly layed for my little ornamental pond.
Brianna and Buddy came up to have dinner with us. He seems very nice. They brought a cake, and Mall cop. Corny, improbable, but funny. It was a great evening.
This weekend, I gave up my wig. I'm so glad I finally got the courage to do it.
Yes, BB. I will take a picture.