So, mentioned last week we were going to a concert. 7th row seats to the "All American Rejects" they were playing at our county fair. Well... DH and I were having a great time before the concert started... went into the ampatheater... walked up to our seats a little before the opening act started. Turned to hang my sweatshirt on the back of my chair and guess who waves at me.... YOU GUESSED IT... BM... sitting about 5 rows directly behind us. Real nice. So I told DH, "that's nice, there's your ex, waving at us"... GREAT. So, DH was totally uncomfortable and what I thought would be a nice night out for the two if us, turned into a concert that I may as well have gone to alone because he didn't want to "rub it in her face" because he knows she is still in love with him. Whatever. So, she has SS Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday nights... she went to concerts last week on Ruesday, Wednesday and Saturday night... so the first word about her missing SS, I will strangle her.

We went to Vegas on Friday though and got home yesterday. my girls were with thier dad and we let SS stay with DH's mom (BM HATES HER with a passion, so it just made her mad... but she never asks us to watch him when she has plans on her nights... and we RARELY have plans on our nights, so it was nice to be able to "return the favor"). Vegas was nice. We saw a few shows, had some drinks out by the pool... checked out the sites. It was really nice to just get away from reality. I needed it BAD... got the kids last night at 6 and went home and played with them... we missed them so much. I was woken this morning to my cell phone ringing... my sister, they took my grandma to the ER early this morning. She was having trouble breathing. She has cancer of EVERYTHING, and I am not exaggerating. She has tumors all the way up her spine, on her ovaries, lung cancer... and last month was diagnosed with Brain Tumors. She has refused chemo from day one and has been living in a lot of pain for a very long time. She is my last living grandparent and my mom is a wreck. They live 8 hours away and I wish I could jump on a plane right now and be there with her. She has congestive heart failure and fluid on her lungs. It was not looking good at all this morning, but I just talked to my uncle and he said she ate lunch, which means she was awake! That is much better than this morning. She is ready to go and we are all prepared (as much as you can be) for it. She is miserable and just wants to "go home" she says, to see grandpa and Jesus. So, say a little prayer for my family... we are selfish.