Late-night Anniversary Surprise...

Wow, it's been a while since I blogged. I'm not quite in the habit of doing this, so it might take me a little while. I just can't believe how fast time flies. All of the sudden, it's August! Didn't July just barely start? Where does the time go? Maybe someday soon, life will slow down. (Wishful thinking)
Last week was Steve and my 13th anniversary! I can't believe it's been that long. Steve surprised me by taking me out on the town. He didn't tell me where we were going, he just told me to be ready by 9. We got the kids in bed, and told Kortnee that she was babysitting. (Khloe told everyone that Kortnee was babysitting, but SHE was in charge.) They were all asleep by the time we left. We figured all was well and we could go without worries.
We went to grab a bite to eat and headed off to the strip. I still didn't know where we were going, and I was guessing the whole time. Finally, after 20 or so guesses, I got it right. Blue Man Group! Steve had seen it when he was in Chicago on business, but I had never seen it. I was so excited. The show started at 10. At the beginning of the show they tell you that there are times during the show when you cannot leave the theatre. They also tell you to turn off your cell phones about 15 times. We left Steve's on vibrate, just in case. About 45 minutes into the show, Steve's cell phone starts vibrating. It's home calling. So I answer it and it's Kortnee telling me that Khloe is sick and has thrown up all over. I can hear Khloe screaming in the background. Meanwhile, I look over to see an usher looking straight at me, nodding her head, telling me to get off the cell phone. I tell Kortnee to hang on for a minute, I'm going to go into the lobby and call her back. All of the sudden, the music gets extremely loud and the Blue Men come out into the audience. They stand on the seats at the end of the rows of chairs. One of them just happens to be standing at the end of our row. Then, all of the sudden, they start pulling this toilet paper stuff over our heads, down across the entire audience. (I believe this is the part they were talking about where you cannot leave the auditorium.) I'm STUCK! I can't get out. The phone rings again, so I answer it, but I can't hear anything. The phone rang again, 3 more times. It was Kortnee and I couldn't talk to her. So, then I started crying. I felt so helpless. I'm stuck in some show with 3 Blue Men and 10,000 feet of toilet paper and MY KIDS NEED ME!!!! Finally, I texted my neighbor's cell phone. I asked her to go over and check on the kids. She did and said that they were ok and that Kortnee had done a good job. I told her to tell them that we were coming as soon as we could get out of there. When we got home, they were all in their beds, sound asleep. Kortnee had taken care of everything, cleaned up the throw-up, changed Khloe's jammies and got her back to sleep. Wow! We decided that our 13-year anniversary was bad luck! And we're not going to anymore shows late at night that warn you about not being able to leave the theatre. When you have three kids, you have to be ready for anything!
All in all, I'm so glad I married Steve on the hottest day ever at the Salt Lake Temple, July 29, 1995, and I'm so glad he's put up with me for 13 years!