Race for the Cure

The survivors gave the people that meant the most to them in their fight white carnations. Yeah this is a picture of me balling when my mom gave it to me.

My mom and Gween.

Torey and Aunt Cec. I'm so proud of my aunt and my mom.

Survivors

Me all sweaty from the run, Hawt.

sister wives.

Me and my cousin Torey. Who is more like a sister.

Well, I stole some of the pictures from my Facebook and from my cousin Randi's facebook to complete this post. But I still have a half an hour before InstaCare opens, so I decided to chip away at some of my blogging promises.

First off, I just want to thank everyone who came out and supported/donated/ran/etc the Race for the Cure. The cause is very near and dear to my family, so it's awesome to know that $600,000 was raised to help in the fight against breast cancer.

Secondly, I just want to tell my mom HAPPY MOTHERS DAY! I'm so lucky that you're still around for me to share this holiday with you. I know you hate it, but I don't. Every year it reminds me not to take you for granted and reminds me of just how lucky I am that I get to celebrate this holiday with you! My mom is seriously the cheese to my macaroni. She just rocks and according to her, "she's the reason that I turned out weird because she harped being independent into my head from an early age" so thanks again mom, for making me weird!