What is your favorite...

Fall brings with it New TV shows, Series and Drama's. It means new addictions, new loves, breakups, affairs, murders, liars, cheaters, best friends, accidents and family. It means reality TV, in your face game shows, wipe outs, fired from job interviews, survival on an island, alliances, enemies, medical malpractice and new careers.

So my question to you is, what is your new favorite show?

What is your returning favorite show?

Can I just say that I Love Fall TV! My fav's that I wait for all year, all summer return. Hub's and I have our fav's that we DVR. But then they also come out with some new ones. Some of our favorites include:

Survivor
Grey's Anatomy
Apprentice
Deadliest Catch
Sons of Anarchy
House
Undercover Boss
Rules of engagement
American Chopper

I'm sure I am forgetting several, but you get the idea.

So fess up and tell me your fav's!

XOXO

Little Girls...

I'm going to cry!! Seriously...going to bawl my eyes out. I don't know how to handle this. What to do? What to think? I mean, isn't one child enough? Seriously!

OK - so this last week...I had to go and buy...gasp...a BRA for my 10 year old!!!!

WAAAHHHH.....

You have no idea how fast it happens. Over night. It went from a little something to "Hello!" To having the talk of "You can't get dressed in front of brother anymore", to thinking "WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?" My baby is growing up.

It's not bad enough I am dealing with a Hormonal, temperamental Teenager that you had to throw in a PMS'ing, hormonal and out-of-control Pre-teen?

And people wonder why I cry allot.

Have you seen my house? Don't come in unless you dare...

I have to go now, it's time to hide under the bed...

XOXO

More Sammy pics...

Our weekend away to see Sammy was too much fun for just one post!

*Warning - these pics appear in reverse order (end of the night and forward) because Blogger would not cooperate in my upload process!*

So here are some more pics:

Hard Rock Cafe - DH and I after the show. That's my $13 drink in front of me - I about had a hernia when I found out. Apparently you get to keep the glass. I tried to give it back. They wouldn't take it. Yikes!

Hard Rock Cafe after the concert - our usual hangout! Dinner at midnight and drinks to wash it down!

Some of the guys' from our Redrocker Group!

Part of our Redrocker group! My DH's is in the middle in the back. Good Times!

My Redrocker BFF! Finally a show where we got to rock out together. Stacey fell down her stairs in February this year and broke two bones in her ankle. She's had two surgeries already and been tied up in casts and wheelchairs at the other shows. She was finally well enough to stand and rock out with us!

Redrocker Friends - our Redhead groupkeeps growing! So much love at a Sammy show!

Redrocker friendz - Both Hubs behind us having a good time!

We played many games of Quarters. The big winner was DH's! He walked away with $6 in other peeps money! Woohoo..

XOXO

Happy Friday Quote...

"The most important trip you may take in life, is meeting people halfway."

XOXO

Sammy Weekend...

DH and I got away last weekend for another Sammy Hagar/Chickenfoot weekend! It was the last concert for Chickenfoot and Sammy's son, Aaron Hagar was going to open for the band with Sammy's band, The Wabos, so we got a double thrill!

We got up there early with our friends and headed to our favorite restaurant for lunch, Wolfgang Pucks! It is so freakin good. We eat there every time we go to Lake Tahoe. After lunch we headed back to our suite to start the party off.

These Limes are from my tree! They are so juicy...mmm...

More friends arrived as the day went on and soon it was time to get ready for the show. Excitement is in the air!!!

Aaron put on an awesome show and ended with a great rendition of "Summer of '69"! We know Aaron. He's an excellent artist and we have two of his paintings he did of his dad. We've met with him several times up there and him and I email back and forth. So I was super excited for him as I know his passion is his art and singing. But it's hard to break into the business when your dad is Sammy Hagar.
It was really neat because Sam came out and introduced Aaron, and then he stood on the side of the stage rocking out through Aaron's whole set. He was a proud papa!

Chickenfoot did not let us down. They did another great show. I am so incredibly bummed that we won't see or hear from them for another 2 years! :o( Chad Smith (the drummer) has to return to the Red Hot Chili Peppers and Joe Satriani is touring right now on his own. That's what happens with a super group. Everyone has commitments that must be met.

I had a great time at this concert. I made sure to keep a buzz but not get drunk enough that I missed the show, and I got to dance and sing with one of my BFF's through the show whom I haven't been able to for some time. So it was a great weekend.

Those spouse weekends go so quick and before you know it, kids are whining your name and demanding things again. May is a long way off before our next Sammy weekend. *sigh*

XOXO

Thankful Tuesday...

Things I am thankful for today:

*DH when he sees I'm tired will step in and help out with the kids.
*For having Monday's off
*For having Family near by
*My son who has inherited my strength and determination
*Little girl giggles
*EXCEDRIN PM for Migraines

Thing's I am not thankful for:
*10yr old girls PMS mood swings
*Family being so near by
*My son's orneriness and stubbornness he inherited from me
*MIGRAINES
*Homework that is really for parents

XOXO

Meet my other followers...

Oh that's right...no one else played the game. No one else left me a message, has a blog that I can stalk them at or wanted to be featured. So i guess there's only one thing left to do. Tell you about me.

So here it goes. Ready or not, here I am!

My real name is not Cindy Lou Who, although my grandfather use to call me "Cindy Lou" when I was little. My middle name is not Lou. I have no idea why he called me that. I use to think it was adorable, my own special name. Then it just became annoying. It made me feel like I was from the south.

I am happily (at times) married to my wonderful (when he's sleeping) husband for 16 years now. We've been together 19 years. I still have no idea how that can be, since I'm not even that old. I met DH at the local lake. I was there with a bunch of girlfriends, he was there with a bunch of guys, we were on the beach laying out, looking cool, music playing, when all these guys in 2 boats pulled up and beached next to us. We wanted a ride. It was really hot. And no matter how much we flirted and raised our girls to be perky, those dang boys ignored us. Or so I thought. The guys were playing Frisbee in the water, and it landed by us. I ran and grabbed it and made them come over and talk to us to get it back. The rest is history. Except one of the boats was DH's. I didn't know that. And the part about him asking my cousin for my phone number, so when he called, I had no idea which boy he was. So it was like a blind date on our first date. And because I didn't know him, I made him make it a double date with my cousin. I don't think he was too happy about that, but he played along. And look what he got out of it! ME! :o)

We tried for a long time to have our son, Austin. Every month it was heart breaking. I wanted to be a mom so bad. And I was beginning to feel like I never would be. Now I know other couples have it way harder then we did. But it felt like forever. We were on vacation in Oregon, when I had an inkling something was up. So when we stopped for gas, I ran in without DH's knowing and bought a PG test. At the hotel the next morning I took it. It was Positive. I screamed. I made DH's get out of bed (it was 6am) to come look. DH's reaction was less then stellar. He had won an award and celebrated the night before a little too much and had a bad hangover. I was not happy with DH's and never let him live it down.

So our son is now 13-1/2 and just started Freshman year at High School. This boy we wanted so badly was born a 6wk Preemie. He was skin and bone, hairy all over and hooked up to all kinds of machines. He was a very sick little boy his first year of life. Then something clicked in him. And he suddenly was a rambunctious little boy. He has played Soccer since he was 4 years old and Baseball since Kindergarten. He is a sweet, loving (when he wants something), honest (he hasn't mastered lying yet), Mommas Boy (he really is, don't let him tell you different). I'm having a hard time this year with him growing up. Puberty has taken it's ugly hands and placed them on my boy. In 2-1/2 months he has grown 4 inches, 1-1/2 shoe sizes and gained 20 lbs. I now have to look UP to him. He laughs at me allot now and calls me "Shorty". He's grounded until he's 20.

Not really.

Our beautiful daughter, Emily, came along 3-1/2 years later. She was easy to conceive but difficult to carry. I was in preterm labor the whole pregnancy. But I made it, and she only came one week early and was born on Mother's Day, 2000. She was the joy and light of our lives. Austin was so proud to be a big brother. She was Daddy's girl all the way and Mommy's heart.

At her 3mo check up, she was given her immunization shots and home we came. I noticed that she was really fussy and wouldn't eat. When I tried to feed her, the milk would run out her mouth. Then I noticed over the few hours that her face was swelling up. I called the doctor and they said to bring her in. They had to give her Benadryl shots for the allergic reaction she was having to one of the shots. Not once, but twice. They reported it to the CDC and sent us home. From that day forward, our little girl was never the same. She would just lay there on her blanket or bouncer, and just stare into space. She was content to do nothing. She never made a peep, never tried to play with her toys, never tried to crawl. She hardly ever cried. She just laid there. At every milestone doctors appointment, I raised my concerns that she wasn't developing normally. She wasn't sitting up, she wasn't crawling, she had no muscle tone. I was patted on the hand and told not too worry, that she was just a late bloomer and that by the time she was 1yr, they all catch up. But my Mommas gut told me different. She didn't sit up until she was 8mos old. She didn't crawl (she could only crab-like crawl) until she was 1 yr. She wasn't speaking other then ba-ba. At her 1yr check up, I insisted she be seen by someone. Within 5 minutes of seeing Emily, the Pediatric Neurologist knew what was wrong. We had to drive over 2 hours to see him as there wasn't one in our town. It was the longest car ride home ever. We were both crying.

Emily was Autistic Spectrum, with Developmental Delay and Sensory Integration. Each of these things being a major hurdle, each one brought with it it's own challenges for her and us. And many times they worked against each other. I immediately went into fight mode. She was in P.T 3x a week, O.T. 2x week, and Speech Therapy 1x week. We had exercises, charts, directions, programs, leg braces, pool therapy, sensory therapy, brushing her skin, watching her like a hawk for signs of distress. She finally started walking on her 2nd birthday, and had a vocab of about 30 words along with sign language. We never gave up. Although at times I wanted too. She didn't sleep at night. She had anxiety attacks and she would screamed all night long. Medications didn't work. DH's and I both worked Full Time during all this, so I took all my vacation time and would let him sleep at night and stay with Emily so he could go to work. I once went 10 days with no sleep. I literally fell apart and called my mom and cried. She sent my dad and sister over to take care of Emily and let me sleep. My sister went grocery shopping for me, I hadn't had milk in the house in 3 days but couldn't leave to go get it. And it was then that I realized I needed help, and asking was the hardest part.

Emily is now a beautiful 10yr old, who excels at her own speed. She is in a Special Ed class, but also goes to her Regular Ed class for 1/4 of her day. She only has speech now 2x a week, and no longer needs OT other then to train her teachers every year. PT is now modified P.E. and she is doing wonderful that this may be her last year.

My favorite hobbies are watching my kids play sports (I get really crazy and cheer loudly), scrapbooking, SAMMY HAGAR (he deserves all caps as I really LOVE him), traveling, friends, Bunco, Shopping, Pedicures, Getting my nails done, Massages, Sleeping in but even better are mid-afternoon naps and starring at my handsome DH's face. I live a privileged life of having my family around me that I don't take for granted. Family is extremely important and if you cross one, you cross us all and you better watch out. I am the YOUNGEST ( I really like saying that) of my Brother and Sister, and I have 6 nieces and nephews who I adore as if they were my own. We celebrate milestones with each of them, and cherish the moments. My Catholic Faith has gotten me through many painful and hard times in my life. I may not make it to church every Sunday, but I know where my roots are and how to get back there. God will forever be in our lives.

A few years ago, I read something that turned the light on for me and believe in whole-heartily. When the going gets tough, and we all ask "Why me God?", it is then that God is showing us the way back to him and reminding us he is there. If things went smoothly in life, what would there be to pray about? He tests us, with these obstacles that we think we can not possibly overcome. So we will rely on him to guide us through it. He is reminding us that he is there.

"It is what it is"

Now Move on...

Peace and Love to you all, and thank you for being apart of my wacky world!
XOXO

Meet Follower #4...

Welcome again to my crazy 'lil world and stay awhile, you never know when something amazing might happen!

Meet Leah from Laughingleahloveslilies:
I found you because of Kaci. You guys were tight (like this *fingers crossed*) and she got you reading my blog and then you started your own. Or maybe you started your own and then we both mutually started reading each others? Who knows. The point is, I found ya, I followed ya, and there ain't nothin you can do about it. So there! *grin*

LOL Leah! You had it right the first time. Kaci made me (by sending emails every day and telling me I "just had to read" your funny stories) start reading your blog. It was right about the time she started me reading Confessions of a Pioneer Woman, and I was hooked on blogs. Who knew they could be so scrumptious? Seriously, it's like a soap opera that I get to be a part of. The daily life, the achievements, the funny anecdotes, the sickness, the marriages, the deaths and family.

Leah has become one of my good friends via email and blogs. I value her opinion just as much and she amazes me with her crafting ability! Seriously people, you need to check out her work! She can knit and make the most beautiful cards. She can put together amazing baskets for you of newborn. She makes my banners for me on this blog because she has way more creative juices then I do.

Leah, thanks for following along on my journey and for being such a help. I only hope you get in return what I get out of the friendship!

XOXO

Meet Follower #3...

Welcome to my crazy little world I like to call "Cindy Lou Who"...The fact that you found me, read me, liked me, "followed" me, and continue to come back says allot. I like getting to meet you all through your comments and getting to know the kind of person you are.

Follower #3 is Sandra:
I found you through a comment you left on Tooj's blog, and I was drawn to your handle "Cindy Lou Who", cause things like that draw me in, and I'm fun that way. I love reading blogs, its replaced my love of reading novels, and this fulfills my need to put my nose where it doesn't belong. So you get another follower, and I get to hear all about your life, its a win-win. Looking forward to getting to know you.

Oh Sandra, I love you already. "Fulfills my need to put my nose where it doesn't belong", we are kindred spirits!!! I've never had a problem getting my nose into places it definitely doesn't belong. Just ask around. LOL

I am so glad that you did find me. And that we can stay connected even if it is through my insane, crazy, hectic, hilarious at times life. You are welcome to cry with me, fight along side me, holding your side laughter, and just be my friend.

XOXO

It's Sammy Time....

DH and I are off to Lake Tahoe for the weekend for another fun filled (KID FREE) weekend of Redhead Friends and Sammy Hagar's concert. It's the last Chickenfoot show for the next few years, and it may be the last one ever as the original group. I am super excited but sad.

I can not wait to see all my Redrocker fans, have me a few cocktails (who am I kidding, it'll be more then a few) and dance the night away singing my heart out with Sammy.

Catch ya later friends...

XOXO

Meet Follower #2...

Can I just say I love the sound of that...hee hee

So Kaci over at Ellyphant is my Follower #2. Kaci and I have a little more history together then just Blogger friends. Kaci and I go way back, i mean WAY back. Like years.

We use to work together and we both had this horrible 5am shift every day before anyone else got there. And it would be just us wandering the aisles and shouting across at each other. We would get goofy, take breaks together, and LAUGH allot. I knew her back before Ellyphant was here, and before she was married (I was there for that too).

Elly was the cutest little toddler girl I have seen and I fell in love with her. When she needed daycare for Elly, I hooked her up with my neighbor, Stacey. We pretty much did everything together. Bunco, Scrapbooks, work, Starbucks, shopping, hanging out, tattoos (oops, did I say that?), well, we did things. And before I knew it, Kaci had become one of my BFF's!

Then that fateful day came when she broke the news to me that she and her family were moving to Ohio. And I cried. I cried allot. I begged. I pleaded. I bribed. I stomped my foot, but nothing could keep them here. So I watched them load up my little Ellyphant, and drive away.

Through Blog land, we are still able to remain in each others lives and follow our children's activities. Kaci is the reason I started a Blog. She bugged, called, harassed and even threatened to call my mom if I didn't. She wanted to stay in touch from afar. So I started Cindy Lou Who.

I blame her.

Kaci and I have flown back and forth a few times to see each other in the past few years. And it's like we've never been apart when we are together. But it makes it all that much harder to say goodbye when it's over.

Kaci is an inspiration for me. She has lost all kinds of weight (I have no idea how much now, she doesn't stop!) all on her own, works out daily without complaint, and has even started running in marathons this year with her husband. When the world seems to get her down, she bounces back like nothing, and she always has a smile and kind word for me when I'm down.

Kac ~ I miss you like crazy, and I am glad you got to go on this journey. Now could you hurry up and get your butt back home? I need some Elly time! ;o)

XOXO

Meet Follower #1...

Doesn't that sound so "stalker'ish"? I love it. Like I'm important enough to have some one or multiple people stalking me. Well...I guess you all are kinda doing that. Creepy. OK now people, back to your real lives, nothing to see here. :o)

This is from TOOJE - who use to be TOOJ - but TOOJ went and had the cutest little E over summer and then became TOOJE. It's not that complicated. Their initials people, stay with me here.

TOOJE:
Hi, I'm tooje, but that's not my real name. It makes me sound like a crazy person, but I'm not. Usually. I don't remember how I found you or if you found me first, but it was through Blog land. I think all family members that read blogs should be required to comment. I would love it if my sisters who are avid readers of my blog, would comment on my posts. I love comments. They should do what I say. I'm older.

Tooje - I love your blog. You are hilarious. I feel like I live in your world and you in mine. We can relate on so many levels. I know if we lived near each other, we would be great friends. Your sense of Humor gets me through many days. Oh and I found you on "attack of the toddler" Blog. You left a hilarious comment one time, and I just had to follow you to your site and see if you were really that funny in life! :o)

Oh and your latest endeavor with the "daily tidbits"? Well, let's just say you took the words right outta my mouth! Love the original ones...got me thinking on a few...just maybe...nah!

Thank you for being a loyal "Follower" and faithful Commenter.

Check her out peeps...she's one hilarious chick! :o)

XOXO

Happy Friday Quote...

"Tell me and I'll forget. Show me and I may remember. Involve me and I'll understand."

XOXO

Followers...

So for some unknown reason beyond my comprehension of why anyone would want to "follow" my blog, I have managed to gain 7 followers in the last 2 weeks. Now, why suddenly am I so popular? I have had this blog almost 2 years, with a small gathering of loyal followers. I also have family that checks in on it too, although they would die before they would comment. I am thinking it must have something to do with a few websites I visited that you have to leave a blog name or link.

Either way - welcome!

But then I got curious. I want to know my followers. I want to "follow" you. I want the world to go around and us all to be friends! Is that too much to ask?

So please leave me a comment telling me about you, how you found me, your interests, your family, you jobs, or your life. I will be posting them in a future post so we can all get to know each other!

Have fun with it - be silly, be serious, be righteous or be sane. But please, this is not a time to be on a pedestal to lecture or judge.

I will tell you all about me also in a future post.

So hurry up and COMMENT!

XOXO

P.S. Oh and I have been having a few ladies commenting in another language. I am sorry, but i have no idea what you are telling me. You could be telling me off for all I know. So please let's do this experiment in English! Thanks