We went to Disney World last week, got back late last night actually. The whole family including Grandma and Chris. Overall quite the good time. I had three cheese platters on the trip....it'll be a while 'til I eat another one. Everyone got along well and pictures can be expected within the week.

Two days before we left my Grandmother passed away after a long battle with lung disease and various other organ problems associated with smoking. I'm going to miss her a lot. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye. On Thursday night I had planned to go and see her before I went to a Detroit Tigers game....I knew she was really bad and I wanted to see her again, however I had a long day at work and opted for a nap and told myself that I would go see her on Friday morning. She died during the game. Shit like that really makes you want to continuously kick yourself in the ass. I feel so horrible that I didn't see her when she was on hospice. She always was so nice and thought of me so much. I loved her a lot. I didn't cry too much either. I knew how ill she was and how much she was ready to let go so I wasn't that sad. She's at peace now. I felt bad for not crying at all during our vacation.