My sisters are here this weekend, which always fills my heart with joy and gives me the warm fuzzies.  We celebrated my dad's birthday last night with a big "yee haw" and the Saddle of Shame (my dad's words).  Kristen shared her Guatemalan adventures and we watched SNL with J.T.  J.T. and Jay-Z are in concert this summer together.  Yes, we really want to go. 

Rajah's cancer has come back with a vengence and he is hobbling around with a lump on his leg.  It is super sad.  My dad has attempted to drug him with milk and icing, but he refuses.  He is smarter than he looks.

On a random political note...I have decided that Mr. Rodman should pursue a friendship with Raul Castro.  I mean, after all, it is lonely being a dictator of a hated country and losing your political bestie.  We should all do a little more hand holding and hair dyeing in the world.  Less missles would be launched.  If we are all busy piercing ourselves, we can't be worried about nuclear wars.

I worked until very early this morning, but I think I can say I am finally done working for the week.  The relief isn't there yet, so I am thinking this vacation was long overdue.