So my gal has cancer of the boobs or rather boob.
We spent a weekend in 'vegas a few weeks ago, the first break we've had alone and together in a mighty long time and discovered this annoying little lump in the left'un.
Since we met I've been torn between which is my fav, although I've felt a special fondness for the lefty.
Next week we'll find out if they take it away now or after the chemo --if after, then around Christmas.
This weekend we're heading to Sooke Harbour House -I've always wanted to go but it's been a little too rich for me. We've tended to keep going up to Point No Point, an awesome getaway with an equally awesome restaurant. However SHH is famed far and wide for it's restaurant, and both of us being food geeks, want to give it a go.
We're looking forward to the trip away. The dog and kids to be tended by Nana and Poppa, the best parents (in-law in my case) anyone could wish for.
This weekend will be fraught with emotion; not something I'm used to, but I've been experiencing a lot of the downside of that emotion recently. Things like blubbering in my cubicle at work, going off on my wife's friend for acting like a slighted teenager, and yelling incoherently at our dog for chewing the crap out of my 20 year old birks. I'm ready to experience some of the upside just by being with my love... and eating great food, and drinking (perhaps) too much.
