RIP Dennis Hopper. I knew him best as the villain from the Super Mario Bros. film, which is probably not how he would like to be remembered (though I really enjoyed that movie as a guilty pleasure.) I'll rent Hoosiers and Easy Rider, so I see some of the work that he was really acclaimed for.
Being back home is absolutely fabulous. I'm still picking up the pieces from my bout with depression, but I feel like I'm right where I need to be. My mother will be going in for surgery on the eighth. She was asked to choose between a mastectomy with no chemo, or a lumpectomy with six weeks of chemo. She opted for the lumpectomy, though she may very well need breast reconstruction following the surgery. They will also be doing exploratory on her lymph nodes and deciding which ones need to be removed. I'm afraid for her, but I have trust and faith in the universe that it is taking care of us. We'll have three weeks of down time after the surgery before the radiation therapy starts, and during that time we'll go to the Madeline Island cabin.
My six-year-old sister doesn't really know what's going on, but she's started asking questions about breasts, so she's picked enough up to be worried.
My grandparents bought a new car, as with their knee surgeries they've been needing to down-size to vehicles that are lower to the ground. This one is a used BMW (though it cost more than our Camry did when it was new, haha) and it has a 6 engine. They got into an argument after grandma decided that grandpa was attempting to run over her foot.
I had a really nice walk around Lake of the Isles today. We bought some golden Dahlias for the porch and threw the frisbee for my dog. Now, we're going to have organic pizza, sweet potato fries, and grilled asparagus and watch 30 Rock.