Quit complaining!!!!

I know I'm not very quick "blog poster". I just really struggle with finding the time to sit and write it out, especially with about 5 loads of dirty clothes in my laundry room, but something has really been on my mind all week.







Cute kids eh? Tanner and Ella "enjoying" our 110 degree heat.

I was channel surfing a while ago and stopped on Dr. Phil. I usually don't watch his show but something caught my attention. It was about the only known blind and deaf triplets. The mom was not on fertility drugs either. It was just a fluke. But, like a lot of multiple births' they were born too early and had problems. From what I saw it was like Helen Keller BEFORE Ann Sullivan X's three. I couldn't imagine the struggles this woman has every day.

This story really made me think about how lucky I am. I have two beautiful, healthy daughters. And two of the best sons anyone could ask for. Who cares if I can't go to the bathroom by myself. I feel silly even thinking THAT'S a hardship. I mean I have NOTHING to complain about compared to this woman's life. The worse part of my day is if I can get the girls down for their nap at the same time. Which believe me, is rare. They have a sense to know "finally, I can have ALL Mom's attention." Which, I have to remind myself, IS a blessing. How blessed I am to spend time with each one on one. There are bigger problems in the world.

My oldest son just graduated from high school. Weston is going to college this fall. He's healthy, he has a good heart, and is smart. Who cares if he uses those smarts to be a "smart-alack". We can laugh together especially at those times I'm in "ultra annoying" mode. How blessed I am to have a wonderful son.

I really wanted to write about these deaf blind girls to remind to put things in perspective. I can go on and on about my kids and how great they are, and how lucky I am to have them, even to the point of making you vomit all over your keypad...................Oh, and don't even get me going on how I was the Power Ball winner in the HUSBAND LOTTO.

I find myself dwelling at my pity party about how I can't find time to keep my house picked up. Or I can't work on tanning my albino legs because my daughter wants to sit and color in her coloring book with me sitting right there with her. What if she didn't know or EVEN CARE if I were there. What an ungrateful little brat I felt like after watching 10 min of this woman's life.

When I actually "count my blessings, and name them one by one" it brings tears to my eyes. Especially on a day like today, when I had to pick up and leave Walmart with a cart full of stuff because my 20 month year old wouldn't stop throwing a fit because her ice melted in her sippy cup. Did I mention it's 114 degrees here today? Which brings me to another idea for a blog post. Any advice on temper tantrums.... They're starting early for this one.

Oh, wait.... I must remember it's a blessing that she has the mental capacity to throw them in the first place... See, why I had to write about counting my blessings.

Ok... here it goes

Ok, here it goes. This is my first post. My sister-in-laws' have inspired me to become a blogger too. I have been able to spy on others blog posts long enough without having to divulge anything about myself.

The ABC show "The View" was filming in Las Vegas this week and about a month ago, I requested tickets. Much to my surprise, I received an e-mail confirmation for tickets to be in the audience. I asked my husband to take off work and come with me. I thought a male might get me closer to the stage since 90% of the audience is female. Besides he could drive to Cesar's Palace for us. (Local Las Vegans don't usually venture down to the strip very often). I also dragged my Sister-in-law, Julie with us. (That's her in the brown shirt)


My so called "ticket confirmation" said that I would be in the audience for the second show of the day. We were to be in line no later than 9:00 for a 10:30 taping. We got there before 8:30. We stood in the hot sun for almost 2 hours. And it is well into the 100's this time of year in Vegas. We were turned away!! We couldn't get in! Can you believe it! I was seriously disappointed. I felt so bad my husband took off work for total "chick time" all for nothing. He must really love me. They did give us a "guarantee" to be in the audience the next time they are in Vegas or a New York taping of the show. Sounds like a great excuse to jet to New York.


But.... We did get to see the "Davids'" from American Idol from the previous taping of the show.

I was close enough to touch him, but would have felt really creepy if I had. "Archie" was very cute and just like the personality you had seen on AI. He was like "Oh, thank you.... Oh, that's very nice.... Oh golly gee whizz"..... He's cute as a button.

And yes, his Dad was right there too. But seemed very nice...

And David Cook seemed very nice as well. He said not to "Photo-Shop" is face on a Chip-N-Dale Dancer's body.

And this David posed very still just for my camera. I had to cover him up a bit because this is a family blog.

Anyway it turned out to be a pretty fun day. And my oldest son, took such good care of his sisters while I was gone... Thanks Weston.