Sleepovers are the BEST!

I remember when I was younger I was not too

fond of sleepovers. I was kind of (putting it mildly) a mommas girl, and sleepovers meant that she wouldn't be able to tuck me in. Sleepovers are now one of my favorite things ever. I love that it makes me feel like a kid all over again.

On Friday I got to go to a sleepover at some friends house. It was so much fun...and we didn't even stay up all night. After our amazing midnight snack (enchiladas) we called it a night.

Its been 3 days and I am still sore from Wii-ing, and too many attempts to put my foot behind my head.

Im thankful that Ang and I have such amazing friends that we can act silly and have so much fun with. We woke up Saturday morning, and spent the entire day with them. I had a blast!

I just want to scream...

You know that moment when your world kind of stops? Sometimes its a good thing, but sometimes its not a good thing at all. You know when you get a phone call that has only bad news? I have had a few of those phone calls. The most recent being from a dear friend informing me that her sweet mom has cancer. They are words that sting the ears and pierce your heart. I vividly remember my mom telling me that my Grandpa had been diagnosed with cancer, but that it was very treatable....the news from this friend was very different. They don't know where it started, where it has spread to, what "stage" it is in....they don't know much, except they know its cancer. I struggle with words...I can't say "I understand" because my mom has never had cancer. I can't say "it is going to be fine" because it might not be fine. I don't want to say the wrong thing. Its a tough place....she and and her sister are both great friends of mine...I just want to scream and tell them both that I love them and will do anything in the world to help them.