This weekend was WAY more than I ever expected. Between Friday night's Chuck E Cheese party, girls sleepover Saturday night to the icy/snow stuff yesterday... then to top it all off bad news on Friday night. I will get back to the rest of the stuff later. I want to talk about the bad news. Friday night we went to Chuck E Cheese and when we FINALLY got home I had a message to call my aunt. Normally I wait til the next day but for some reason I picked up the phone and called her. Normally she calls if she has a prayer request of some sort... I could tell something was wrong right off and asked her if everyone was ok... I was NOT expecting the answer that I got. Turns out my grandma has breast cancer. She has known for at least 8 months and has refused to go to the doctor to see if it is cancer. She kept saying it was pointless. Well, her doctor finally got really peaved at her and told her to get a mamogram (she's been refusing for years) She agreed to go, she knew that it had grown and she felt she knew what it was anyways...turns out she does have cancer and she has already made up her mind that she is not going to do a masectomy... which if she were to go into surgery she probably would not come out of it anyways. Her heart is in too bad of shape to do it. She has also decided to not do chemotherapy. She does not want to go through all that sickness. I am not sure what other treatments there are, other than radiation which I am not sure she will do either.... that does not leave many options, if any at all... She still has to go to a specialist to figure out the rest. Needless to say I have been an absolute mess since then. I adore my grandparents and have always been very close to them. I have always been their favorite grandchild and have always spent a lot of time with them. To me, they are immortal... which is not true and I am having to come to terms with that... which I am not doing so good at. I have only lost one family member that I know and that is my great grandma who I was also close too. The thought of losing one of my grandparents makes me sick. I cried and cried on Friday night and have not been able to sleep all weekend. There are moments where I will just break down and start crying and this weekend has not been an easy weekend to try and get away. Anyways... of you are a prayer, which I know quite a few of you that read this are... I would greatly appreciate prayers for my grandma. Ok, I will move on to the rest of my weekend....
Friday night was Chuck E Cheese... which, I have to say I HATE that place. The kids had a blast of course, I just hated it. They have added a little section for little, little kids. For ages 3 and under... So I take my baby boy in there... he is playing on the jungle gym they have set up for them and I am watching him play by himself and the next thing I know some BRAT is grabbing my son by his shirt and a fistful of hair and yanking him to the ground... out of instinct I yelled "Hey, don't do that!" the kid looked at me stunned and never touched my kid again. I looked around realizing what I had done and guess what... NO parents were anywhere to be found... go figure!! I HATE that... Chuck E Cheese is NOT a babysitter!!! Especially to little brats that are there!!! I have 4 kids and there was somebody with EACH of my children at all times. my older 2 were allowed to play the games they wanted and wandered around with someone tailing them but my youngest 2... they were under our complete control. Then on Saturday we had a birthday party at noon at our neighbors house, so I went to that with the kids while hubby cleaned up around the house for our sleepover. Then girls started arriving around 4. 3 total. They were a little obnoxious to begin with but over all it was great. My hubby, oldest son, brother and dad decided that they were going to go to Hooters. So they went out to dinner. Hubby was good and did come back to help me out after we were done with the craft and nail painting. The girls stayed up watching movies til midnight and I finally said that was it to go to sleep. 3 of the 5 were asleep by that time. THe next morning was the start of all the bad weather so 2 of the girls left pretty early and the other one got stuck here til after 4, which was fine... I was just happy to have my home back after it was all said and done :o) My best friend did come over to help... THANK YOU SOOO MUCH!!! So that pretty much summed up my weekend...