Cancer Is a Helluva Disease

A few weeks ago, I found out my grandpa had cancer - Stage 4 terminal cancer. It was a shock and a lot to handle. He had surgery, they removed a massive tumor and the outlook wasn't very positive.  Well this week at a follow up appointment, the doctor informed my family that his prognosis had changed. After being able to take a closer look at the tumor, they informed us he doesn't have stage 4 terminal cancer!!!  God is good. The cancer did not spread and if he has chemotherapy for a year, he'll be fine.

I want to thank everyone for their prayers. They were answered.

My Mom and Her Adopted Kids

In the past few years my mother has filled her empty nest with new children: Sam, Dave and Ginger. She spoils them more than she ever did my brother and I. I guess she's gotten soft in her golden years. I don't harbor any resentment or anger. As a matter of fact, I'm concerned. She talks, treats and clothes these kids like they understand her. I'm trying not to judge but its a little disconcerting.

Let me introduce you to the kids:

SAM aka Sammy. He's my favorite. Such a fun loving dog. He truly is mans best friend. What dog sleep under a blanket?

Sam is an old man trapped in a young dog body.

 
For some reason, Sam likes to *in my Evelyn Braxton voice* "Lay it low and spread it wide". LMAO!! The moment you start rubbing his chest, he falls into this position. It is very perverted.

DAVE is what I call a divo - a male diva. He is special and very spoiled, something akin to a mommas boy. He owns some of the most trendiest items in dog fashion. Check out his hoodie.

 And what about this puff coat?

Last but not least, Ginger aka The Queen Bee

Don't let this innocent look fool you, this "bitch" is a terror. She is hella sneaky. Don't leave any food, snacks, candy etc around because she will find it and eat it. She is smart and conniving. Last Christmas, she pissed on my new holiday purchases. I always have my eye on her.

Here is a Halloween picture of the kids.

Sam and Dave hanging out

I might talk about the dogs, but I love them to death. They make my visits home so fun. However, I told my mom if she gets anymore dogs, she will be officially titled "the crazy lady on the block with all the dogs".

Sh!t I See In West Virginia

My dad lives in West Virginia. My eyes come across some of the funniest, strangest, blank stare, WTF were they thinking...stuff ever when I visit. And sometimes my dad is the culprit. But this right here takes the cake.

A dead deer riding dirty on the back of car. How do you put a full grown DEAD deer on the back of your Honda Pilot and ride through town? I felt like the deer was looking at me saying "Help Me". My aunt and I did a double take when this car drove past us. We thought our eyes were deceiving us. But they weren't. I guess its deer hunting season folks. Happy Holidays