tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349316662024-02-07T18:01:24.309-07:00that's all.chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.comBlogger597125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-70973397556335890022018-10-26T00:00:00.000-06:002018-10-27T00:00:56.112-06:00twelve years. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-49000601537204166652017-10-26T20:01:00.002-06:002017-10-26T20:01:30.225-06:00eleven years.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-20684419745315784662016-10-26T19:54:00.000-06:002017-10-26T19:55:26.149-06:00ten years.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span id="goog_2090161121"></span><span id="goog_2090161122"></span><br />chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-53213164110504591232015-11-22T01:07:00.003-07:002015-11-22T01:07:52.400-07:00once upon a time.<div>
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oh hey.<br />
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yeah, it's me.</div>
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i know, i know. it has been awhile. a long, long while. i have posted here and there. and of course the birthday baby pictures. i have thought of posting a lot of things. and then the idea of posting so many things became overwhelming. and then my computer crashed and i didn't have one for over a year. and then i just lost the desire. and then one day i read some of the things i have written and i laughed. and i remembered how much i loved to write. and i kind of think i am funny sometimes. and then some time passed. and then i forgot that i loved to write. and then i remembered again.</div>
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and here we are.</div>
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there are a bazillion things i could write about. things like music and friends and family and work and life. and while i was thinking all of those things, i told myself to breathe and slow down. i think that the idea of everything i could share is what overwhelms me to the point that i don't write at all. so, for today i will just share the random thoughts i have had over the past few days. two days that i spent sick and home from work and two days that were my days off, one of which was spent recovering...somewhat.</div>
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and, of course, it will be in bullet list form...because we all know how much i love bullet lists.</div>
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<li>calling into work sick makes me super, freaking nervous. i have a fear that they will tell me to suck it up and i will have to go to work anyway. then i get self conscious about them thinking that i'm not really sick and that i have to make sure i make myself sound way more sick than i am so they don't tell me to suck it up and go to work.</li>
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<li>and considering how rough calling into work for one day is, having to call into work a second day is cause for a xanax prescription. just saying.</li>
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<li>my greatest accomplishment yesterday was showering. and when i thought about all the things that i should have or maybe could have done, i ended the thought with, "well, at least i showered." and i instantly felt accomplished. i hate being sick and the aftermath.</li>
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<li>my upstairs neighbors are ridiculous. they are loud. especially when they are doing things that neighbors don't want to hear. and i hate it. but it's not really something that you can knock on their door and talk to them about. so, i listen to music, loudly, at random times...because they are random. and ridiculous.</li>
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<li>over the last four days, i have completely cleared out my dvr. you don't want to know how much was on there because you will then know how much i watched. just know, it was a lot. like, a lot a lot. and i enjoyed it. but especially the accomplishment of clearing it out. but now i have nothing to watch. stupid being sick. and having nothing else to do.</li>
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<li>i'm super excited to spend the thanksgiving holiday with my family. and thankfully, i got being sick out of the way before thanksgiving. two years ago, with the whole fam, i got super sick and it sucked. i don't want that to happen again. yuck.</li>
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i mean, i know there were way more thoughts, but those were the ones at the forefront of my mind. it's all good. i hope you are all well and that you have a very happy thanksgiving. and hopefully, i will remember that i like to write and i will post again soon. don't hold your breath, though.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">what are your thanksgiving plans?<br />
do you have any fun traditions?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>
chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-4574069270379412922015-10-26T03:29:00.001-06:002015-10-26T03:30:35.426-06:00nine years.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVlQAe92_GZiXJsh6rasQ7n9OqURWspNW4njBxhSToAMHi1Yry8n_biMZfevs1H7WLAsw5cQNj3OUWXHSIB_q3O9LIB_1vjjRXSU05d1CjNvC8qIxCW8-K3DEI04ZrBglu20F0nA/s1600/FB_IMG_1445850084842.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVlQAe92_GZiXJsh6rasQ7n9OqURWspNW4njBxhSToAMHi1Yry8n_biMZfevs1H7WLAsw5cQNj3OUWXHSIB_q3O9LIB_1vjjRXSU05d1CjNvC8qIxCW8-K3DEI04ZrBglu20F0nA/s640/FB_IMG_1445850084842.jpg"> </a> </div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-55383327076273490332014-10-25T22:09:00.001-06:002015-01-16T19:08:00.133-07:00eight years.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-88562623002650404162014-10-02T22:41:00.000-06:002014-10-02T22:43:54.762-06:00a little in love.oh hey.<br />
yeah, i'm still alive.<br />
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the truth of the matter is that i think about posting here all the time. i miss writing. i miss sharing. i miss being connected. because i don't write anymore, i don't really read any blogs anymore. i mostly blame that on the demise of google reader, but that is a discussion for another day.<br />
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and then there is the fact that i don't have a fully functioning computer at home. and i haven't had one since about january. and i haven't really bothered to do much about it. i mean, i am in the process of researching laptops but i am afraid i am going to make the wrong choice. i love that i am neurotic sometimes.<br />
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anywho...<br />
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the real reason i am writing today is because i have to share something that i am a little obsessed with...and a little in love with. <br />
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a few months ago i discovered <a href="http://www.choirchoirchoir.com/#/who-we-are/">this little choir</a> based out of toronto. it is the most random and eclectic group of individuals and i love everything about it. they <a href="http://www.choirchoirchoir.com/#/how-to-join/">meet in the back of a bar</a>, or so it seems to be a bar, and they sing these songs and record them and post them on youtube. i am so in love with the idea and concept...so much so, that i would even consider moving to toronto just to participate. for real, does anyone want to visit toronto with me...on a tuesday or wednesday?<br />
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here are a couple (few) of my favorites:<br />
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let's be honest here...i could probably post every video as my favorite. you really should check out <a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/CHOIRx3/videos">their youtube page</a>.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">do you ever get stuck in the youtube vortex?<br />
anything new with you?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-55429115034849091272014-02-23T13:43:00.002-07:002014-02-23T13:43:47.455-07:00weekly recap.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoRPAbzge_4BCg0kUXf1xUu_r2YwSdrmYD2NIc3px3VJYfraE0Uw_FCWNsiQnVEvOYUndQgUjU-Rod16aawKmQ4edO0trL-T-yhd0V8DbCR3bw2ouu6YR_JiWvkfcsGoqOavSQ2g/s1600/weekly+recap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoRPAbzge_4BCg0kUXf1xUu_r2YwSdrmYD2NIc3px3VJYfraE0Uw_FCWNsiQnVEvOYUndQgUjU-Rod16aawKmQ4edO0trL-T-yhd0V8DbCR3bw2ouu6YR_JiWvkfcsGoqOavSQ2g/s400/weekly+recap.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">in one word or phrase:</span> "<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UPw-3e_pzqU">just when i thought i was out...they pull me back in</a>."<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">i'm dreaming of:</span> warmer weather without the threat of snow. apparently it is going to snow tomorrow...but i thought it was supposed to snow yesterday...utah weather, gotta love it.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">song on repeat:</span> i am super loving some old stuff lately...mostly griffin house and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oG1IfQx9Oc">this</a> song.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">gotta write it down:</span> i need to start writing it all down. i used to be such a good journal keeper...and blogger. i need to do better. this is the first step to making that happen.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">lesson learned:</span> never trust that the attention seeking, mental health kid will not hurt themself, even though they pinky-promised not to...just figure you are making a trip to the emergency room regardless.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">picture to frame:</span> i stole this one from my sister...i didn't take any pictures this week...sad face...love lillie and all her facials...especially her selfie faces.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">highlight of the week:</span> i got to go on a "ride-a-long" with my friend's husband who is a police officer. it's not the most exciting thing, but i am super entertained by it.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">weekend to-do list:</span> i should have cleaned more than i did...also should have worked on organization projects i have planned...i got distracted by the olympics. i'll come up with another excuse to avoid it all next weekend, too. hahaha.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">how was your week?<br />
did you have big weekend plans?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-84031753792042404802013-10-26T06:00:00.000-06:002013-10-26T06:00:07.859-06:00seven years.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-75910291045459559732013-08-13T03:44:00.000-06:002013-08-13T03:44:09.397-06:00sometimes friends are the best.i was super bummed when i received news that i didn't win tickets to see james taylor and the mormon tabernacle choir. i was even more bummed when i found out that not a single one of my out-of-state family members won tickets either. i love james taylor with all my heart and i couldn't imagine him coming to utah and me not seeing him. (except that it did happen once, but i went and saw him in portland instead...i mean, that counts.) i was planning on standing in the standby line but kept having visions of not being allowed inside. so sad.<br />
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so you will understand the sheer excitement i experienced when i received correspondence (mind you, in two forms...texts and instagram comments) from the <a href="http://www.sweetcreekmoon.blogspot.com/">bestest friend ever</a> stating that she had tickets and was asking me if i wanted them. i mean, i can't even express in human words how excited i was...i could "eek" it to you, or screech it to you, but not words. i made her promise she wasn't playing a joke on me, i was so excited. she definitely made my day...my year, even. james taylor, people...james taylor. i just can't get enough.<br />
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anyhow, after i calmed down a bunch, her generosity got me to thinking. i am blessed to know someone as kind and generous as she is, besides the fact that she is talented in every way you could possibly think. i love that i know her and that she is someone that i get to call friend. i am truly grateful for her friendship. but the part that really got me to thinking is how i should be more generous in my own life.<br />
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i'm not going to lie...i feel like, as of late, that i haven't been very focused on others. i can even admit that i have been pretty selfish. i don't like that about me right now. but i don't know how i got to this place. i can see where i steered the wrong direction on occasions and where i should have and could have done some things differently, but there wasn't an outright decision to be this way. and now i realize that i am going to have to step outside of a comfort zone to change things. and i really dislike stepping outside of comfort zones...i mean, it's so uncomfortable...but it must be done.<br />
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and so i am challenging myself...be more generous. or be less selfish. how ever i need to frame it to help myself change. because i do need to change. and i'm glad that on top of being gifted james taylor tickets, my friend could also gift me with this realization about myself.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">this picture is old...like, over 10 years old...and i love that it exists. that is my dear friend, the gift giver, on the left. my baby sister in the middle. and me on the right. i don't know where we were or why we were taking this photo, but believe, i love it. (and that is a scanned-from-a-print-never-been-edited photo for your viewing pleasure...keepin' it real.)</td></tr></tbody></table><br />
<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">do you struggle with generosity?<br />
are you grateful for delightful friends?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-28250789682329409202013-08-10T22:59:00.000-06:002013-08-11T01:56:06.567-06:00i was thinking.this is a random list of things i have been thinking about or have thought about in the last little while. we all know how i love a list. enjoy.<br />
<ul><li>i don't mind a well crafted tattoo. in the past i have even considered getting tattoos. several different ideas on several different occasions, but i never followed through. i was looking at some pictures of tattoos on a fellow blogger's blog and i have come to a conclusion...tattoos should never, ever, ever, never be on the face, neck or hands. they just scream "i don't give a crap" and sometimes look dirty. and i feel the strongest about hand tattoos. not cool. not cool at all.</li>
</ul><ul><li>i have officially not written a thing for this blog in over a year. i think about starting it all back up all the time, but then get overwhelmed with the thoughts of all the posts i could have written, maybe should have written or would have written if i would have stayed at it. and then i do nothing. i was reading some old posts the other day and couldn't stop laughing at myself. i mean, not to toot my own horn, but i think i am pretty funny. so no more thinking about it. i'm just going to do it. i'm going to start writing again. and we'll see where it takes me.<br />
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</ul><ul><li>i've been contemplating a possible advancement opportunity at work a lot lately. there is a very low turnover at my work and so when advancement opportunities arise, everyone is excited to and sometimes expected to jump at the opportunity. but right now, it is the very last thing i want to do. it is weird to think about the work dynamics and how one person can change the way the whole ship is run. and i cannot foresee myself even attempting to right the ship. and i fear that the expectation to throw my hat in the ring is going to be so overwhelming to me and it is going to cause me great anxiety. blah. i'm over it. (and sorry for the super lame, non-descriptive description...it is just the nature of the beast.)<br />
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</ul><ul><li>this past christmas i was fortunate enough to be gifted a delightful dslr camera. it is something that i have wanted for a long, long time. but over the last couple of years, i stopped taking as many photos as i used to. i'm not really sure why. it makes me sad. i love looking at old photos. i really need to start packing around the camera and practice. and then i need to practice editing them in photoshop. i am not sure what i think i have to do that is more important, but apparently i find it and i do it instead. here is to changing that, i guess.<br />
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</ul><ul><li>i found a small box of old mixed tapes from the late 1990s. i borrowed a tape player from a friend and went through all the tapes. it was the greatest trip down memory lane, i couldn't get enough of it. it was so fun to listen to the songs that were my favorites at the time. it was also hilarious to check out the playlists...some of the combinations were hysterical. i did make special effort to save them as playlists in my itunes and i am for sure going to burn them to cds to listen to in my car. i mean, i can't imagine anything more hilarious than listening to a "mixed tape" from circa 1997 while i drive around town. memory trigger, for sure.<br />
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</ul><ul><li>one of the greatest moments of my life was being able to see james taylor live. i've been to plenty of concerts, but nothing will compare to the anticipation and excitement of james taylor. he is hands-down, my all-time favorite. so you can only imagine how blasted excited i was to learn that he was going to be performing with the mormon tabernacle choir in september. i made special effort to remember to sign up for the lottery. i also made sure that all my family members signed up, too. i figured between all of us, we should have been able to get at least two tickets. well, wouldn't you know...not a single one of us "won" the lottery. it makes me super sad to think about. i mean, it is <b>james taylor</b>. i am for sure going to plan on standing in the standby line. hopefully i can talk my seester into standing in it with me. i mean, if all else fails, we will get to spend some quality time together in downtown salt lake. and we can probably go somewhere fun for dinner. here is to hoping that the concert happens for us, though.<br />
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</ul><ul><li>i went to the "corn store" in logan today. i don't know why i call it that, but i do. it is a produce "stand" in a garage on 400 north and about 50 west in logan. there is a sign that says corn and it is the only thing that i remember about the outside of the building. i started going there last year and loved getting garden fresh produce, locally grown for way cheap. so, while i was running errands this morning i decided to stop by. it wasn't great, but i got some nice corn (of course), zucchini, onions, tomatoes and peaches. i can't wait to make my mom's classic zucchini and corn. such a summer staple.<br />
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</ul><ul><li>a friend got married today and as i was thinking about what to get her, i decided that i was going to make something for her. and then i saw a lovely crafty-craftiness on another blog and an idea came to me. and now i can't wait to make her something. and maybe i'll make something else. i feel a crafty streak coming on.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> what have you been thinking about?<br />
did you miss me?</span>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>
chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-49906401743516629382012-10-26T09:00:00.000-06:002012-10-27T06:15:14.878-06:00six years.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHEHEsMXhimY2hsoBltFFURYRCcYmaXzRoeBfxOjv8ADF_cSr8xFG3ZVk8c1Dn4bfS44YDxmmbuGrio1dLnZ-Xen8srDS-ERG9evGg8Ade6FuAQHrbN8LnwEuL-2r6rowKswEJzw/s1600/557090_10151306386603906_433339971_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHEHEsMXhimY2hsoBltFFURYRCcYmaXzRoeBfxOjv8ADF_cSr8xFG3ZVk8c1Dn4bfS44YDxmmbuGrio1dLnZ-Xen8srDS-ERG9evGg8Ade6FuAQHrbN8LnwEuL-2r6rowKswEJzw/s400/557090_10151306386603906_433339971_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-26983573098054442632012-07-02T17:18:00.000-06:002012-07-02T17:18:03.250-06:00random.in case you were wondering what i did today...on this fine monday--my day off...i colored. and i'm not gonna lie, i enjoyed it. i felt like a kid...pretending to have no responsibilities or grown-up things to do. i just listened to music and colored. and i think i might do it again someday...soon.<br />
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and yes, i busted out the crayons <b><i>and</i></b> the markers. go big or go home.<br />
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and i have no idea how i decided upon nemo and a unicorn, but that is what happened and it was glorious.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">how was your monday?<br />
do you like to color?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-39159101605490614882012-07-02T08:30:00.000-06:002013-01-02T20:26:09.995-07:00summer concerts and stuff.summer concert-ing is upon us and the season opened a few weeks ago with an amazing show at <a href="http://www.redbuttegarden.org/">red butte garden</a>. it was my first time to that venue and i would absolutely make every effort to see as many shows as i can there. it was super-duper chill and beautiful...albeit cold. we would have been wise to bring layers...lesson learned.<br />
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<a href="http://www.theshins.com/home">the shins</a> were headlining but <a href="http://www.theheadandtheheart.com/">the head and the heart</a> opened. i have a deep love for the head and the heart. i love everything about them...even the fact that they seem like dirty, smelly, hippy hipsters. but clearly, their music has my heart. and their short set lived up to the hype in my head...always does. thankfully, they are headlining this fall...you can trust i will be there...and you are more than welcome to join.<br />
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show number two was last week and it was amazing. again, the venue was stellar. it was at <a href="http://www.slcclassic.com/publicservices/gallivan/">the gallivan center</a> in downtown salt lake. i've only been there once before and it was to see the same band...<a href="http://www.theavettbrothers.com/us/home">the avett brothers</a>. last year i loved the show and it poured rain. this year was just as amazing and it didn't rain. and i was in great company. half the fun of going to a show is sharing it with friends and this one was no different. thanks, bek.<br />
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next week is show number three, <a href="http://us.joshuaradin.com/">joshua radin</a>. i have mixed feelings about this show. i originally was planning on going with a couple of friends but they acquired tickets to <a href="http://joshritter.com/">another show</a> at red butte garden that evening and they subsequently invited me to join them. it makes my heart hurt because a) i love all of the artists that are playing at both shows and b) note my declaration in paragraph one of this post. but, because i purchased joshua radin tickets already, i feel like i must support joshy-josh (we are close like that...i can call him joshy...he follows me on twitter). besides, it is at a venue that i have never been to (<a href="http://www.depotslc.com/">the depot</a>) and i want to check it out. luckily, i think i have conned my out-of-town sister into going with me...coincidentally, this show falls right in the middle of our family vacation week at park city. like i said, mixed feelings. but i am excited to go with my sister...we <i><b>always</b></i> have a good time together.<br />
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there are two more shows lined up for the end of this month (<a href="http://www.bandofhorses.com/us/home">band of horses</a>) and one in august (<a href="http://www.ironandwine.com/">iron and wine</a>). it will be interesting to see how these shows go. they are part of <a href="http://twilightconcertseries.com/">the twilight concert series</a> in downtown salt lake. i have seen both of these bands as well. the last time i saw band of horses i was with someone that wasn't that into being at a show and we left early. i am excited to fully embrace and enjoy band of horses this time.<br />
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i'm a little weary about going to see iron and wine again. last year, we spent some good money on tickets to see iron and wine and it was an epic disaster and disappointment. normally, iron and wine is fairly acoustic with a little of this and that, but fairly mellow. for the particular tour we saw, mr. sam beard (lead singer...and mostly the whole band) invited thirteen other musicians to join him. it was a wreck. not a single song sounded familiar because of all the instruments. now, don't get me wrong, the musicians were absolutely talented and had i not had an expectation of what i was going to hear it would have been enjoyable. but i was expecting to hear iron and wine and i was thoroughly disappointed. let's cross our fingers that this doesn't happen again. luckily, tickets were only five bucks so i won't feel bad walking right out of the show if it doesn't partially live up to my expectations. i'll totes keep you posted.<br />
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hopefully more shows pop up. i love to go to them so much. i don't know why or how or what started it, but i might be a little obsessed with live music. and i love it.<br />
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oh, and i convinced another friend to go camping...after three years of wanting to make that happen, this might be the year.<br />
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do you like live music?<br />
do you have summer plans?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-7725712682925468052012-06-08T21:44:00.001-06:002012-06-08T21:44:44.728-06:00all by myself.a couple of weeks ago, i read <a href="http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/2012/05/have-you-ever-lived-alone.html">a blog post</a> that discussed living alone. there was a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yv_uwzlpx4A&feature=player_embedded">youtube video</a> and a reference to <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/02/23/garden/the-freedom-and-perils-of-living-alone.html?_r=1&pagewanted=all">an article</a> in the ny times. i was amused by all of it because so much of it rang true to me.<br />
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i have been living by myself, officially, for almost two years. four years ago, i lived with a plethora of boys and i avoided them at every cost...they occupied the downstairs and i managed the upstairs. the only space we shared was the kitchen and that was limited. it was almost like living by myself. and three years ago, i lived with a family...again, they lived downstairs and i was upstairs. and we didn't really share the kitchen. i had my own fridge in the garage and used the counter in the garage. i feel like i technically lived by myself that year, as well. even more so than when i lived with the boys. but truly living by myself is a whole different ball game.<br />
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i guess i never realized that living alone is an interesting phenomenon to some people. i have been such an independent person my whole life that living alone just seemed like the natural progression of things. let me explain my independence...when i was in sixth grade i signed up for violin lessons and then told my parents about them. in high school i made decisions like joining <a href="http://www.deca.org/">deca</a> and the track and field team without consulting my parents. i "forgot" to tell my parents about my seminary graduation, so i went to it by myself. (although, i like to debate this with my mom...i'm terrible and tell her that she just didn't love me and that's why she didn't go...i don't remember not telling her, but she swears i never told her.) the summer after i graduated high school, i moved to jackson hole to work. a couple of years after that, i moved to lake powell for the summer. and a couple of years after that i moved across the country by myself...where i learned to go to movies by myself and, on occasion, i would go to dinner by myself. i'm definitely used to doing things by myself.<br />
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taking all that into consideration, living by myself seems totally normal. and i guess on some level i didn't realize that people don't ever take the opportunity to live by themselves. some just go from home to roommates to marriage...which is totally practical and normal. but there is so much that is amazing about living alone. let me give you a rundown of the top three reason living along is amazing...in a bullet format, of course. (and don't you dare judge me.)<br />
<ul><li>sometimes it just feels good to get home from work or from running errands and take your pants off. i would say that i live 80% of my alone life sans pants. there is no justification and/or reason that i started doing this. i can't even tell you when i started doing this. it definitely occurred before i lived alone-alone. but after i didn't live with a plethora of boys. and to be honest, i can't really tell you when it will stop. it may never end. just sayin'.</li>
</ul><ul><li>it is definitely nice to run my own show. i love that i get to go to bed when i want, i get to get up when i want and i get to decide everything in between. and if i feel like starting twelve projects and just leave them lying around with an indefinite timeline, i can. and i can make food that i like. and i can eat dinner at ten at night. and i don't have to wake up to take care of kids or anyone else. i am the master of my domain in every way possible...and no share-sees.<br />
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</ul><ul><li>finally, the best thing about living alone are all the things i do that i cannot and/or will not share. i definitely have my alone life. it makes me giggle. but i absolutely have no desire to share the aspects of my alone life. just know this...it is hysterical. i mean, i am sure you can figure some of it out. but i will share this...i never close the bathroom door. ever. enough said.<br />
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</ul><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">have you ever lived by yourself?<br />
what do you think of living alone?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-48893202124165692462012-06-03T23:00:00.000-06:002012-06-04T00:58:28.880-06:00some happenings.hey...it's been awhile. a lot has happened. may was busy. i took some pictures. now i will share.<br />
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the biggest thing that happened in may was that i turned thirty-five. leading up to the birthday, i was a little anxious and thinking about turning the big three-five was slightly overwhelming. but then the day came and my nieces and nephews incessantly sang "happy birthday to you, cha-cha-cha...". it was a nice way to take the sting out of thirty-five. and my darling older sister made me a donut cake.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiw3HIxMkjeO_DKneJaRovKMaP0xtqTTx8UiIud50KDdvPqjnlfPpxPx1rdYwLc2V8JLgpH5-nHDmqvQlElHzhEIW06TjbdGPr7yOQsJmRWZUBXBv1UqdZkRFFpp4zKFYqzm6sGg/s1600/2012-05-14-11-10-24-899.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiw3HIxMkjeO_DKneJaRovKMaP0xtqTTx8UiIud50KDdvPqjnlfPpxPx1rdYwLc2V8JLgpH5-nHDmqvQlElHzhEIW06TjbdGPr7yOQsJmRWZUBXBv1UqdZkRFFpp4zKFYqzm6sGg/s400/2012-05-14-11-10-24-899.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>old fashioned donuts have always been my fave. and the best i have ever had are from <a href="http://dunfordbakers.com/index.html">dunford bakers in west jordan</a>. kristen picked up some donuts and made this darling "cake" out of them. the kids thought it was funny that i had a donut cake. but it was super easy serving it. so yay for donut cakes.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ2z-t0Ggq0yk6zo_VvM15YfXooJntjn6_ZLsjcx2riJCC2rpD9stQvmAJcv3vTnGP8gx9CViJoO8PLI8gq95FOhx-WbAJbHQ8tDW-P3Nv1fMAPumXQ6gjtF2GuxOXMt2yKZdFag/s1600/2012-05-14-19-27-58-419.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ2z-t0Ggq0yk6zo_VvM15YfXooJntjn6_ZLsjcx2riJCC2rpD9stQvmAJcv3vTnGP8gx9CViJoO8PLI8gq95FOhx-WbAJbHQ8tDW-P3Nv1fMAPumXQ6gjtF2GuxOXMt2yKZdFag/s400/2012-05-14-19-27-58-419.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>and even though they had been singing all day, they sang again and i blew out the candles. thank goodness there weren't thirty-five.<br />
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another may occurrence was memorial day. my parents, specifically my dad, has always made a point of placing flowers on our family graves at the logan cemetery. when the 'rents moved, that duty was passed down to me...the last, lonely logan resident. and i have embraced it. it's actually been really fun to be able to do that for my family. usually my sister, kristen, will come to logan and hangout with me and we do the duty and then we go to my grandma's house. this year, i was invited to spend some time with kristen and her family in south jordan. i decided to head to the cemetery on saturday. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO44MAOfuoWPZZxFa1ZWwkd2NOzozyjoHZGH77DCyEVDfR6ixLGlCxMHwCiK1YZ9-D0wjmBTVh3m-14UL0NgK1snrw954rcw_sllB7XWniiSd3IK7cNqkLOwElqFQGUywFAha9Mg/s1600/2012-05-26-10-50-42-761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO44MAOfuoWPZZxFa1ZWwkd2NOzozyjoHZGH77DCyEVDfR6ixLGlCxMHwCiK1YZ9-D0wjmBTVh3m-14UL0NgK1snrw954rcw_sllB7XWniiSd3IK7cNqkLOwElqFQGUywFAha9Mg/s400/2012-05-26-10-50-42-761.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>it was a rainy day, but for some reason, rainy days and cemeteries seem totally appropriate together. this is my trunk full of flowers. i used to get the flowers on monday morning and the picking isn't great. going on saturday is the key...lots of pretty choices.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt8y2YR5ENiYy6UoMq11WU4G7_EnoKm5vCg_luXaHbtPmqmyuKV1ZAOCZZbaEuf7YUhC64qwIM5qYCJKWOI9aQeJLqo8aDSIdkH9pxT5JbFmCg9fQ5slgMTPRbis1k8G-z00J2bw/s1600/2012-05-26-11-00-03-879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt8y2YR5ENiYy6UoMq11WU4G7_EnoKm5vCg_luXaHbtPmqmyuKV1ZAOCZZbaEuf7YUhC64qwIM5qYCJKWOI9aQeJLqo8aDSIdkH9pxT5JbFmCg9fQ5slgMTPRbis1k8G-z00J2bw/s400/2012-05-26-11-00-03-879.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>i always head to the cranney corner of the cemetery first. i like that it is super easy to find and easily accessible. my grandparents are there, along with great grandparents, and so on. also, i have a great aunt and uncle that i adored that are there in that corner.<br />
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for as many years as i have gone to the cemetery, i have never noticed the birth and death dates of my grandparents. i'm not sure why it struck me as interesting this year, but i am really intrigued by the dates this year. i know it is because i didn't know them and so they were dates that were somewhat arbitrary for me. random, i know.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdKjEHe5B6xdfkDfcnOCVuCO23Uf8T8gnWlEIcONKFezJam7s5JdAKiXFiT16qrVjs09y3FuD2HlgE2chPQgrGd05lgI44moRHLy6VvljHpbpGQclVR83vqZZZ_qR4q_Y4dLMdcw/s1600/2012-05-27-13-25-56-624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdKjEHe5B6xdfkDfcnOCVuCO23Uf8T8gnWlEIcONKFezJam7s5JdAKiXFiT16qrVjs09y3FuD2HlgE2chPQgrGd05lgI44moRHLy6VvljHpbpGQclVR83vqZZZ_qR4q_Y4dLMdcw/s400/2012-05-27-13-25-56-624.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>sunday, i drove down to my sister's house. i was loving the drive in the rain. i think that sardine canyon is beautiful. and i loved that there was snow on the mountain tops. gotta love utah's weather.<br />
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and before may, there was february, march and april. here are some highlights and/or moments that are a little bit older than last month.<br />
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so...yeah...that is what has happened...<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">what have you been up to?<br />
anything fun?<br />
any fun plans coming up?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-55625092223892852612012-05-06T21:02:00.000-06:002012-05-06T21:02:32.029-06:00and for this week.i do believe that it is time for a bullet list of things going on with me, thoughts and stuff like that. so here you go...<br />
<ul><li>about six months ago, i decided that i wanted to try to grow my hair longer than it has been for awhile. i saw someone on tv and i was jealous of their hair and i decided i wanted my hair like hers. and for the last six months, i have been growing my hair out, slowly but surely. that is until this last week. i had had enough. i needed it to be more manageable that it has been. and not that it hasn't been manageable, but it has been annoying. and then i decided that i wanted a lot more blonde than i've had. and since my bestie is my hairstylist, it wasn't hard to convince her. and i love it. everything about it. and here is a not so great picture...</li>
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</ul><ul><li>i have considered myself a pretty domestic person, but i have become more domesticated over the last couple of weeks. i learned how to use a crock pot. surprisingly, i have never made anything in a crock pot. my mom and sisters do all the time, so it might be a little crazy that i don't...but i'll bring it back to the fact that i am just one person. but this last week i made some things in the crock pot and froze most of it. my freezer is loaded with all kinds of food...which is kind of really, really convenient. this is one dish that i made...chile verde (and i only kind of followed the recipe)...</li>
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</tbody></table><ul><li>i also made this super easy little saucy-sauce...a la my sister, laurie...the main ingredients are poblano peppers, cream cheese, butter and chicken broth. it is absolutely divine. unfortunately, i did not take a picture of the finished product, but know that it is delightful. almost to die for.<br />
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</tbody></table><ul><li>utah state's graduation was yesterday. it is my favorite day of the year because it means that all the students will be leaving for the summer. i love when the students leave for the summer. i like that logan doesn't feel so crowded during the summer. i always have. just sayin'.</li>
</ul><ul><li>there is a plethora of crap going on at my work. and the weird thing is that crappy things are going on at both of my jobs. and unfortunately, most of it affects me personally. it is kind of crazy and i can't wait for it to be over. here's to hoping it is over sooner rather than later.</li>
</ul><ul><li>my thirty-fifth birthday is a week away. i haven't thrown up yet, but i am definitely getting there. turning twenty-five was traumatic for me but thirty was just another birthday...and thirty-five is feeling more like twenty-five. i am thinking it has to do with the fact that this birthday is the last one until the down-slide to forty. barf.</li>
</ul><ul><li>and that is it for the bullet list. until next time.</li>
</ul><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">what have you been up to?<br />
do you have any easy crock pot recipes to share?<br />
are you ready for summer?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-59368487795257122212012-05-06T17:36:00.000-06:002012-05-06T17:36:33.198-06:00fill in the blank.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyRNx2A7LtO1Y_9lWXEc6pgzwtgm7zSZA8FOVJ2JdOl6LvEg0jqnYx_bNeHUODrb1al36H6zauc5v4vchMN7cTLtxILAw_5iDHJWjNTby1niMmls0Rfcm8UrpOZjGCEPEZ0YO_3g/s1600/river-rock-chevron-fabric.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyRNx2A7LtO1Y_9lWXEc6pgzwtgm7zSZA8FOVJ2JdOl6LvEg0jqnYx_bNeHUODrb1al36H6zauc5v4vchMN7cTLtxILAw_5iDHJWjNTby1niMmls0Rfcm8UrpOZjGCEPEZ0YO_3g/s400/river-rock-chevron-fabric.jpg" /></a></div><br />
1. <b>my bedtime routine includes</b><u> drinking a glass of water (which i am aware is not wise because i have to get up during the night, but it is what i do), taking off my makeup and washing my face, flossing and brushing my teeth, using the restroom, lotion for my hands and feet, blistex for my lips, setting my alarm and starting some bedtime music. and i do not deviate. ever. i like routines. </u><br />
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2. <b>i am</b><u> super tired today. i can't stop yawning. it is kind of annoying. i got plenty of sleep. maybe i need a sunday nap seeing as how it is sunday. it is my "friday" so hopefully i can re-energize over the next couple of days. </u><br />
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3. <b>i can't stand</b><u> one of the kids that is currently staying in the shelter at my work </u><b>because</b><u> he is a know-it-all, argue-til-i'm-blue-in-the-face kind of kid and he just won't shut-up. and i'm not the only one that is annoyed...all the other kids are annoyed, too. which means i'm not totally wrong. </u><br />
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4. <b>my idea of relaxation would be</b><u> a nap. at least that is how i feel right now. but real relaxation would be the ability to chill without having to think of the ten thousand things you have to do. a true vacation from life is ideal relaxation. </u><br />
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5. <b>if i had an extra $50 i would</b><u> put it in my love and logic fund. i'm still excited about all the possibilities attending the love and logic seminar will afford me. love and logic for life. hahaha. </u><br />
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6. <b>the best thing about a bloggy friend is</b><u> that they are probably a friend in real life. i can't say that i have a lot of friends from the internet...that doesn't mean that i don't blog-stalk. cause i totally do that. </u><br />
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7. <b>a recipe i've been dying to try is</b><u> this <a href="http://www.sweetspot.ca/SweetHome/recipes/12231/thai_coconut_curry_soup/">thai coconut curry soup</a>. i love thai food. and i love coconut. and it is something i have never tried. i always like to try things i haven't. </u><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">what new recipe do you want to try?<br />
do you have a bedtime routine?<br />
are you excited for my love and logic adventure?<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-59258881819898827252012-04-30T08:23:00.000-06:002012-04-30T08:23:00.515-06:00monday morning music.i discovered <a href="http://thelumineers.com/">the lumineers</a> a couple of months ago. i liked them, but i wasn't obsessed...which usually happens when i find good, new music. well, i've noticed over the last couple of weeks the lumineers have been all over the music blogs that i read. and so i decided to revisit and i am officially obsessed and in love. i can't help but love a new music find...and i can't help but share. enjoy. and happy monday.<br />
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<iframe width="460" height="264" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zvCBSSwgtg4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-58187368755107686492012-04-22T22:53:00.000-06:002012-04-22T22:53:37.974-06:00sunday funday....or it is just another day...one where i work. so boring. but i will get over it, so don't feel too bad. you can feel bad for me just because i have to hang out with the neediest group of kids ever known to the cache valley youth center. i think individually each of the kids would be completely and totally tolerable, but the fact that there are so many and they are so needy makes me want to rip my hair out...among other things. but i am grateful for a job. and for the ability to be an example of a stable, functioning adult in their lives. because they don't have that. which then makes me feel bad for them...until they whine. and so it goes.<br />
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nothing too exciting happened this weekend. i did order a bountiful basket for the first time this week and i kinda like it. at first i wasn't super stoked about what i got, but then i realized that i got a super good deal...which is always a good thing. i also realized that instead of having to think of things to make and then going to the store, i just have to figure out what to make with what i have...which is so much less of a challenge. getting the basket takes out the annoying step of deciding what to make. i like the idea of narrowed options. it's much more calming for my brain. and i now have a ton of interesting fruits and veggies that i wouldn't have normally chosen. i was able to clean and cut some stuff up to have on hand for snacks. now i'm just deciding what to do with the rest.<br />
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i am super excited about the fact that it is starting to warm up. as much as i love the cold, i am ready for the warm. just not the hot. and i am ready for the green. the dreary gray of winter was super annoying this year. it normally doesn't bother me so much, but this year was different.<br />
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i ordered a new book from amazon this week. and i'm a super excited about it. i got <i>parenting teens with love and logic</i>. maybe it was weird that i didn't have it before seeing as how i work with teens, but i didn't. and now i do and i am super excited about it. i've thumbed through it a little and i can't wait to really read it. if you need any advice, i'm totally prepared now. seriously.<br />
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and finally for today...i just realized that i will be turning thirty-five in less than a month...not that i realized i am currently thirty-four and will be thirty-five...i just realized that it is already april and will soon be may. and thinking about said birthday kind of makes me want to vomit, truthfully. it is a very weird feeling. turning twenty-five was super emotional for me. thirty was thirty...just another day. but thirty-five just makes me want to vomit...in case you were wondering. trust, there will be more on this later.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">how was your weekend?<br />
how do you feel about your birthdays?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div><br />
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<br />chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-76612778918632736112012-04-19T22:44:00.000-06:002012-04-19T22:44:04.539-06:00a legend.i was sad to hear about dick clark passing. he was such a legend. i remember watching american bandstand on saturdays. i can still hear the song in my head...and if you don't know the song...here you go.<br />
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and then the classic new year's even celebrations. it just won't be the same.<br />
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and because i couldn't help myself.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">did you watch american bandstand?<br />
what about $100,000 pyramid?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-76490260015867103422012-04-18T01:38:00.001-06:002012-04-18T01:38:24.999-06:00my new career and other things.i haven't been feeling great for the past three days. it started on sunday and i ended up coming home early from work because my stomach hurt so bad. it hurt all day, but i convinced myself that i'm a superstar and i went to work anyway...and i could only hack it for an hour. apparently, i'm not a superstar after all. i proceeded to spend that day and all day yesterday laying in my bed. i played a few games on my phone between naps and horrid trips to the bathroom. and then i got bored. and tv was too much that first day. so to occupy my time i found a new app...it's a scanner...as in police scanner.<br />
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this scanner situation is highly entertaining. between naps on sunday and monday, i would just listen to the police/dispatch chatter. and i had no clue what they were talking about. but after two days, i think i am totally ready to start my new career as a dispatcher. there are a couple of things i still don't quite get, but for the most part i'm fluent in law enforcement 10-codes. don't be jealous. seriously, don't. it's such a waste of brain space...but entertaining all the same.<br />
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any-who...just before i sat down to write this, i had a little list of things i wanted to write about...and now they are gone...oh, except this one...<br />
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i'm a huge fan of the voice on nbc. i'm totally rooting for tony lucca. and i think christina is kinda full of herself. but that is another conversation for another day. anyway, last night...after sleeping the day away and being unable to fall asleep...i watched the voice that was on my dvr. i mean, that isn't the part i want to tell you about...the best part is that when i finally did go to sleep, i had a dream that i was on a television singing show and that i was pretty good. like, good enough to win. but the majority of my dream was the behind-the-scenes. and in the behind-the-scenes, no one liked me. there were several little cliques and i was my own clique. but it was because everyone hated me because i was going to win. and at one point, i was trying to learn my new song but i didn't know the words and no one would let me get on the internet so i could google the words. yes, there was a conversation about google in my dream. and then it just got crazy...i mean, i can't even talk about it because it is so jumbled in my mind...that, or the fact that it is so weird i can't believe i dreamed it.<br />
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btw...i took melatonin last night when i couldn't go to sleep. i always have cray-cray dreams when i take melatonin. but the good news in this whole situation...at least i didn't dream about work or my co-workers. that's another problem i have...dreaming about work...a co-worker and i decided that we should get paid for dreams that have to do with work because it's like we never stop working. just sayin'.<br />
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one final, useless piece of information about my last couple of days...i love sports. especially football. but it's not football season. it's baseball/basketball season. and i don't dig the nba so much. and while i am a fan of baseball, in the sense that i want the red sox to win all the time (let's not talk about this season so far) and i occassionally watch highlights and check out scores and i will watch some of the world series, i'm not really a baseball watcher. i mean, live is a totally different thing...but i live in northern utah. well, over the last couple of days, i kinda became a baseball watcher. and i like it...a lot. i mean, there is more to this baseball thing that i realized. it's good stuff...i promise.<br />
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yeah...so that's about all i got. nothing super exciting. just a random post.<br />
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and for a random picture...me and my nieces a couple of months ago. man, i love them.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">do you listen to scanners?<br />
or watch baseball?<br />
or have squishy, cute nieces?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-44005890298479988642012-04-14T21:32:00.001-06:002012-04-14T21:32:26.783-06:00i'm alive.so, here is the deal-io folks...it's been an incredibly interesting, draining, entertaining and productive few weeks. there have been some work incidents that i hope and pray will never happen again...to me or to anyone. i've had some good times with the family and the friends. i've also had some time to consider and reconsider my "dreams." that being said...here is a random list of stuff i have been thinking about...and to be honest, this list has nothing to do with anything i have previously stated...but enjoy the list all the same.<br />
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<b><i>one</i></b>. i have been enjoying cold cereal lately. specifically, i enjoy a good bowl of lucky charms. it's almost like a treat instead of breakfast. and i noticed the other day that i prefer to eat my cold cereal with a big spoon and not a regular size spoon. i'm sure you are wondering why i would even notice this...let me tell you. many years ago when my brother-in-law, brennan, was dating my sister he used to come over and have ice cream at our house, among other things. and brennan always preferred to eat his ice cream with a big spoon and not a little spoon. and this was annoying to me because my mom would then only get out big spoons and i would have to get my own little spoon. and before brennan, we were strictly a little spoon family. and clearly this was something that i should have been fretting about...anyway...i never thought i would like to use a big spoon for anything except for serving vegetables...but, alas, the big spoon has found a place in my heart. big spoons and lucky charms forever. i guess we have bren to thank...quite a living legend.<br />
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<b><i>two</i></b>. i already have plans to attend two concerts this summer. first, the head and the heart are coming to slc with the shins. and the avett brothers are playing at the gallivan center again...let's pray for no rain this year. these shows are literally months away. and i'm super-duper stoked about both of them. and i am hoping-slash-trying to talk a co-worker/friend into going to another one...grace potter and the nocturnals. bring on concert season. i have taken a break, but i am so ready to get out there again...and if anyone knows of any great shows, you go ahead and give me a holler...i'm always up for a show.<br />
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<b><i>three</i></b>. i removed my winter blanket menagerie from my bed this past week. i would much rather be cold in the winter than hot so i rarely, if ever, turn my heat on in my tiny, south facing apartment. but because it did get a little chilly at night, i compensated with a plethora of blankets. and socks and sweatshirts. but mostly the blankets did the trick. and i saved a lot of money on my bills this winter, so there. summer is a whole different story, though...a/c is our friend.<br />
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<b><i>four</i></b>. i'm so over anything related to the presidential election that sometimes i can't even watch the news. i want it to be over already. i know as we get closer to the actual election, i will be more interested but right now it is just too much for my feeble mind. jk. you know my mind is not feeble...i'm just bored with it all.<br />
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<b><i>five</i></b>. in the past two weeks, i have been involved in three major incidents at work. all of them were very serious and two required actual medical assistance...like ambulances and trips to the emergency room. and the most recent incident happened last night. i decided this morning that i need to take a vacation. clearly, my being at work is not helping. i mean, i am not causing these incidents...but i seem to be a common denominator. it is so obnoxious and annoying, but it sure does bring to life what my job really does entail and it gives me opportunity to practice my skills in a way that no training could prepare me for. and yes, just in case you were wondering, all of these incidents ended with good outcomes...nothing tragic (knock on wood).<br />
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<b><i>six</i></b>. i decided that i need to move into a bigger apartment. not because a one bedroom is small...but because i just don't have enough room for my crafts and to actually craft. i know...it definitely is reason to move. but seriously, i would love a craft room. and, yes, it could double as a guest room. which is probably why i should really move...more room to have visitors...but the tight quarters can be managed...we tested it last week when my sister and her three kids spent the night. it worked out just fine.<br />
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<b><i>seven</i></b>. finally...my dream to become a love and logic facilitator has to be put on hold. i am so grateful to the many of you that donated to the cause to help me out. i love that you supported me in this effort and that you wanted to learn about love and logic. i found out today that the seminar that i was going to register for...the one being held in may...well, it is full. that means that i have to wait until october to attend the seminar. i'm okay with this because i can redefine my dream/plan and i can make it better and greater and more successful. in the mean time, i would still love to teach any of you that want to learn what i know about love and logic. even though i haven't been to the training, i can still answer questions and help you problem solve your own personal situations, whatever they may be. also, to those that did donate...refunds are on their way or should have already arrived. again, thanks so much for you willingness to support me and my cause. love you all so very much...and plan on learning what i learn come october. thanks again.<br />
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<div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">what's new with you?<br />
any random spoon issues at your house?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-62431554002824858502012-03-06T15:52:00.000-07:002012-03-06T15:52:40.112-07:00help me help you.many of you know that i work in youth corrections. a large portion of my job is counseling youth on how to get along at home and with their parents. an even larger part of my job is helping parents figure out how to parent these youth. it genuinely seems that if we can get the parents to change and/or tweak the way they are parenting, we almost never see their kids again. and i love that.<br />
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i love the idea that with a few suggestions that empower the kids and their parents, the family dynamics can change and everyone can get what they want out of the family relationships. and while i feel comfortable with the knowledge that i have gained over the course of my education and career, i feel like there is so much more that i can learn. and i most want to learn this...<br />
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<div align="center"><img alt="logo" src="http://www.loveandlogic.com/images/logo.gif" /></div><br />
<i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;">"love and logic is a philosophy of raising and teaching children which allows adults to be happier, empowered, and more skilled in the interactions with children. love allows children to grow through their mistakes. logic allows children to live with the consequences of their choices. love and logic is a way of working with children that puts parents and teachers back in control, teaches children to be responsible, and prepares young people to live in the real world, with its many choices and consequences."</span></b></i> <span style="font-size: x-small;">(found <a href="http://www.loveandlogic.com/facilitator-faq.html#whatis">here</a>.)</span><br />
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not too long ago a friend of mine was able to go to colorado, <a href="http://www.loveandlogic.com/">love and logic</a> headquarters, to a training seminar to become a love and logic facilitator. ever since then, i have been wanting/dying to do the same thing. there is just one hiccup...it is a bit on the pricey side. this is where you, my friends and acquaintances, come in...i have a plan for a way that we can all benefit. typically, love and logic parenting seminars cost about $100 per couple and there is a reduced rate for individuals. my plan is to have you pre-pre-pay (not a typo...go with me) for a love and logic seminar that will be on a yet determined date at a yet to be determined location. what i am saying is that if you help me get to the facilitator training seminar, i will come to you and teach you what i learn...i will even come to your home.<br />
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so, yes...help me help you. it will be amazing for all of us.<br />
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if you are interested in contributing to the fund or if you have any questions or concerns, please email me at rachellecranney@gmail.com or comment on this post.<br />
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thank you for your time.<br />
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<i>updated: it was brought to my attention that it would be beneficial for you all to know what kind of funding i am looking for, so here it is...the cost for the seminar is $395, the curriculum is $700 and then there will be a cost for travel, room and food...i am planning on providing for my travel, room and food, though...unless it can get covered, know what i mean? anyway...hope that helps.<br />
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oh, also...love and logic is not just for parents. i believe that anyone that works with kids in any way, anyone that has nieces and nephews, anyone that is planning on having kids, anyone that teaches kids at church...i mean, the list is extensive...could and would benefit from love and logic.<br />
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and let us not forget...there is a bit of a deadline...the seminar is may 3rd, 4th and 5th. you have a little time to think about it, but don't take too long.<br />
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thanks again.<br />
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another update...to the right there at the top of this page, you will notice a donate button...i want to make donating as painless as possible. and thanks to those that have already donated...i have the best friends and family in the world.<br />
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<div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-large;">that's all.</span></div>chelle.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419518563719763818noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34931666.post-11418799141980511642012-03-03T22:26:00.000-07:002012-03-04T22:27:10.572-07:00set the world on fire.i'm officially obsessed with this song...specifically this acoustic version. but i am not opposed to the original version. in fact, i quite like both versions. i just love the intimacy of this video. and let's talk about how beautiful janelle monĂ¡e is...those teeth. i mean, i just love everything about this video...and i love, love the song. enjoy.<br />
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