Birth

Okay, we all come into this world the traditional way, ( for the time being ) and we all are dealt a deck of cards that we did not choose. When we are born we have no choices of our parents, our home, our siblings or anything else for that matter. So, at what point to our choices begin? I read the paper and watch the news...all those people that were born with no choice. Direction, this is where it gets tricky. We have these parents, not by choice and then they choose our direction ? What direction are they going to take us? Were we born into a wealthy and educated family or were we born into a family that had nothing and were not educated ? We could have been born into a family that worked for everything that they have, struggled to get where they are and then...we came along. Were we planned...yes, but by whom? All I know is that I see all different walks of life and the beautiful innocent children that are brought into this world, dealt a deck of cards , without a choice and now are left to follow Direction. We are each a flower in a garden of many.....all wanting direction.

Direction...

In which direction do we go? The million dollar question...this guy is pointing us in a direction

( Bank owned New Construction Homes ), the road is taking us in a direction and now it is up to us, to make a choice. Do we want to take the easiest direction, hardest or most sensible direction ? Direction + Choice = Fate

I know that when I was little, I wanted to be a nurse. I wanted to help as many people as I could and would love doing it. Then I cut my knee really bad at 12 years of age and my direction changed. My choice and desire to help people was still there, though seeing the blood would change that direction. Stop right here....think , think about everything that you've done in you life so far, who's lives have to touched ? If your answer was your own....then look at which direction you are taking? Today's challenge is to touch someones heart, to make an imprint on their life and to feel really good about it! Help them with their Direction and that will help them make a Choice, in turn will change their Fate.

Choices

We all make them good or bad....though who is to determine which is which?  Are they choices you can change or are they choices that change you. Each and every choice helps to build the home that we live in and that is ourselves. Sometimes you reflect on some of the choices that you have made and you could be like "WWF Slap Down" and beat yourself up. Though,we should think of them as the building blocks that make us who we are today. That is not a ticket to make bad choices...it is a Yellow light for all the choices you make. The best way to learn to make good choices, is to learn and observe the choices that others make around you, take the good ones and implement them into your own life.

All three made me...

Now that the instructional philosophic part is over, we can get into the real meat!
Now here is where begin the... REAL housewife of America, comes into play.
Let us get a couple of things straight...
First of all, most of us do not wear designer clothes nor do we get Harley's for our Birthday's and if we did, we would not be wearing a summer dress and heels to get onto it.

Yes, I am a Realtor® like one of the Wifes in Orange County...though, nothing like the one on television. Except, that we both work a lot. I know many housewives and they are nothing like that!
We are all hard working and would love to have our own show, to show the world of Hollywood that the stuff they spray in the fields of Snohomish is on an even keel, of what they air on T.V., "Cow Gravy" !

Then you think of the good days of  "Leave it to Beaver", with Mrs. Cleaver always so happy to see everyone, apron, smile, soft spoken and all I can think is...? That was not coffee in that cup, it was a straight up gin martini! Because with all that was happening in that home, you would need something to keep that kind of composure.

I have four children and they range from 25 to 11 all are different and if you count my husband at times, there are  Five children. My husband is great , though we all have our moments and some of us, have more moments than others. We did not plan any of our children, in fact we had garage sales after each one and either sold or gave away everything. So, now you know how many garage sales we have had. Even after we took all the precautionary measures to make sure it would never happen again, I gave away everything else on a "permanent" loan or deposit on the items.

Oh, and the pain of Birth is a walk in the park ( Natural Birth ), compared to actual parenthood! This is when you wish you could put them in a Kangaroo pouch and stick in a pacifier. The teenage years, they should make teenage "Binky's" , I would buy stock in the company! They say something and you just pop that sucker in their mouth. Who or what, was thinking when we all decided to become parents ? We must have lost our minds for at least a good 15 minutes. ;-)  Do not get me wrong, I love each and everyone of my children, they are all different in their own ways and all do have redeeming qualities. Even the person that does my hair loves my children, she has been able to buy three homes from me and that was all from housewives,coloring their gray!  I just want them all to be little again and just yearning for all the "Why" years...they were so cute, dinner was easy because they would eat anything, they never talked back, work was easier and all was good. I am a REAL Housewife in America !