All good things must come to an end

Well, I knew that the end was coming, it's just accepting it now. What an amazing week!? The weather was absolutely perfect. I did as much relaxing as I possibly could handle and even more eating than I wanted. Tomorrow we are off to the chip factory and the brewery (the kids are so excited!!), then back to the beach and dinner at our traditional restaurant. Honestly, I do not want to leave, more than usual. I've taken a break from breast cancer these past 10 days, well except when I didn't feel my bathing suit top feel down and the beach saw my frankenstein scars but who cares! The reality of the expanders getting filled and implants going in is sinking in. I'm still sore and in some pain but it's better and these appointments are just followed by more discomfort. I want to do a fucking push up!! So tomorrow I will say good bye to Cape Cod and be thankful that for the last few days it gave me a break from stupid dumb breast cancer.

Good times

We are enjoying the sunshine weather has been amazing, picking blueberries Tommy made a killer blueberry pie last night, drinking Cape Cod beer filled 4 growlers on friday and I think they have to go back, doing jello shots Patron and lime jello YUM, yelling at each other come on we are Italian it is like talking, Megan caught a big ass fish that Tommy cooked up to perfect, visiting with friends who are 16 and are almost 6 feet tall, had a pedi by Salon da sloppy MG, and eating a lot I may need an intervention when I get home! Looking forward to another fanfrakingtastic day on the beach. For all you grammar correcting fools that want to correct me, I know that was a run on sentence but it was just how I want it and I am currently recovering from kicking stupid dumb breast cancer's ass and I can have my way so bite it!