This past weekend the boyfriend and I flew up north to spend some time with his brother and family. Brother was supposed to have surgery to remove his tumor on Friday, but it didn't happen. And we found out Thursday night, after all his pre op stuff had been completed. Its a frustrating story. And it could have made for a bad weekend, but the family managed to make it fun. I played poker (I think I'm getting good), ate TONS of food, learned how to play Yahtzee, threw a little beer pong in, and spent a day taking some more fun pics
It was a good day - minus the tick removal party we had once we got home. But even that seemed to turn out funny. I wish his brother and girlfriend lived closer, I love spending time with them.