cancer sucks

We bought my mom a cap today that has "Cancer Sucks" written on the front of it. It came from the cancer center gift shop. 70% of the proceeds from the gift shop goes to a beauty salon in the hospital that helps women with cancer. And they give free wigs to people going through chemo. I think that is way cool. Anyone that has been diagnosed with cancer or had family members with cancer of any kind knows that the statement on the hat is very much true. We are hanging in, just taking it a day at a time. Everyone at the hospital has been super duper nice. Nice people make the entire process a little bit easier.

I have been trying to study. Marketing is going well, finance is going a little bit slower. Enough about school. Good news, The Company Store had the shams and decorative pillow that matched the quilt I bought on eBay. The stuff is on clearance so the entire collection is not available, but I kept checking because sometimes returns and exchanges are re-listed for resale. I ordered the pillow yesterday. The shams became available this morning while I was at the hospital and my blackberry was being a crackberry and I could not order from my phone. (Perhaps this happened because I was in the basement of the hospital.) I texted Chris and I was like, "Call me quick, I need a favor!!!" I am sure he thought something was wrong. He called me and I told him that I need him to order those shams, and he did. He asked me why we needed two shams, and I told him because I said so, and then he proceeded to tell me he did not know what shams were. Oh Chris. He thought a sham was "the thing that goes on the bottom of the mattress." He learned something new today. Anyway, my guestroom should look something like this, except the walls are green. I have this really cute wrought iron heart to hang above the bed. I also have a green antique mirror from the 50's that will go somewhere.

Chris said that Brooks had an encounter with a chicken snake this morning, but he is okay. I am glad I was not there, because a snake would definitely induce a panic attack of some kind (even if Brooks is not involved). Sometime this weekend my parents and I are going to go to the movies to see Wall-E if my mom is feeling okay. There is a brand new IMAX theatre about two minutes from our apartment. There are several restaurants and places to shop (Target, Lifeway, PetsMart, pretty much anything you can think of) within ten minutes of the apartment. I am sure we will find something fun to do tomorrow.