I am in love with penicillin

Man, I feel great! Aside from a raw throat (probably more from all the salt water gargling rather than the infection) I am feeling much much better. In fact, I feel better enough to worry about all of the things that I should have done over the weekend other than be ill. Homework, lesson plans, laundry, cleaning, and lets not forget getting the tags for my car. This was the one thing that I almost wish I had drug my self out of bed for. You see, getting my tags is rather an ordeal. This is because my car is still in my grandfathers name. I have to drive 80 miles to get the tags and my grandfather has to come with me to do it. Now, my grandparents have been calling me for weeks reminding me of this situation. Being busy with the wedding and school and work I pushed it to the back of my mind. However, I PROMISED my grandparents that I would come on Friday. I swore myself to it. But I could not keep this promise because I was at the health clinic (which by the way said I just had a virus...but that's another story). So all weekend my grandma has been calling my phone and all weekend I avoided her. Not just because I was sick, but also because I knew she would yell at me. I know, I am a major pansy. Anyway, since I felt better tonight I finally got up enough courage to answer her phone call. She heard that I had to go to the hospital and being a nice grandma she decided not to yell at me. So I escaped her rage for a while.

Shots in the Bum are not what I call a good labor day weekend!

A sunny day, perhaps a hamburger cooked on the grill, or even a refreshing semi-alcoholic beverage are all great ways to celebrate Labor day. Unfortunately, I am so sick that I had to go to the emergency room. They told me that in order to survive I would have to take 2 giant horse shots in a 'sensitive' area. Now, being one who likes to live, I decided to drop my pants and take it like a crybaby girl. I am feeling better now (about 6 hours later) so I guess it was worth it. Too bad hamburgers don't have the same effect as a penicillin shot. I gladly would have eaten more than my fair share.

Sick ...

I am sick today and let me tell you, I am no picnic to be around when I am sick. Let's just say I could be that head spinning girl on that movie. I feel sorry for my husband. He was up with me all night making me tea and bringing me medicine. He really is too nice. Not only did he not get any sleep, but he also had to work all day today. I hope tonight is better. However, I still feel horrible so I doubt it.

too much cleavage

"The dress code is as follows" My professor stated sternly, looking at all of us like we were in a police line up.
"No short skirts, tattoos, body piercings, and PLEASE no cleavage."

I glanced down at my own shirt and noticed a tiny bit of boob showing. Quickly, I pulled up my shirt. Geeze, I thought to myself, how am I going to find clothes that cover up these.

You see, if you have boobs bigger than a B cup then you have a hard time finding tops to fit without showing some cleavage. It is more of a challenge than one would think. However, I was already making a mental note of any shirt I might have that would suffice for this class. I came up with a big fat zero.

So I must shop tomorrow for at least 2 shirts that will hold the girls in until after class.

Wish me luck

I am in a mood

I really need to get out of it and fast before I do something stupid.

Back to work

Today was the first day back to Ninos. This week is all about training the new teachers and refreshing the old ones on rules and regulations. I was glad to see all my coworkers again. Many of us are friends and some even helped out with the wedding. There were a lot of new faces however. I had trouble learning names. I think it will take me a while. We also got to work on our rooms. I made a tree for my room. I think every good classroom needs a tree. They bring life into the space. Even if mine is a cardboard cut out tree it will still symbolize life and growth in the students.

I am trying something new this year. Every year we explain the rules. Now mind you that these are four year olds so there are not very many rules they can remember. Listening ears, walking feet, helping hands, quiet voice, and watching eyes. We explain what these mean and remind them periodically of the rules as needed.

The new thing I will be trying is a visual aid. I think this will help to have a pictures of each behavior to remind the students of the rules. Especially for ESL students I am also going to use these rules during circle time and the students can point to the pictures and explain the rule.

I am excited and nervous to start again. I know that I should be used to this by now, but I don't think you are ever ready for the first day of school. Especially with 4 year olds. There will be a lot of crying the first few weeks.

Hopefully by the end of 3 weeks we have a pretty stable classroom. Many of the students in my class are returning from a younger classroom at Ninos. So they know me and they know how to function in a classroom. I am ready for a great semester at Ninos.

Yea! We are stupid!

Ben fixed the surround sound. Would you like to know what was wrong? Well, I am going to tell you anyway. You see the 'sub woofer' and the 'far right' speakers weren't playing at all. *hehe look how technical I am!* Anyway, after about 30 minuets of tinkering Ben figured it out. The cords to these particular speakers were switched. I guess when 'someone' (not naming any names) put the surround system up, he/she mixed up the cords. After he/she figured it out, he/she called himself/herself stupid. And all I had to say to that was ... "Yea! you're stupid!" meaning that it is better to have switched the cords than to have Alan Rickman permanently break the expensive surround sound. So plus one for stupidity and minus one for Alan Rickman.

Current score:
Alan: -1 billion points
stupidity: 3

Alan Rickman broke the surround sound

Well, Alan, thanks a lot for ruining a perfectly good night. Apparently there is a problem with the surround sound. Also, because my husband said so, playing the movie on "regular" sound isn't a viable option. I guess Alan wouldn't like that either because he is used to getting played in DTS. He is such a snob. However, being the handyman that Ben is, he is fixing what Alan, too good for surround sound, Rickman broke. Wanker.

Best Friday night ever ...

Alan Rickman, Chinese food and husband. Well, not so much Alan Rickman in person but in a movie. "Perfume - The story of a murderer" I will let you guys know how it turns out. Looks promising. Anyway off to start the movie and continue my night of bliss. Ohhhh I smell popcorn. I love my husband.

Weird Wedding part 1

"We are so gonna bully the boys into going to Open Minds with us" my friend Amber laughed mischievously.

"That's right!" I agreed "I am getting married tomorrow we have to go." I was already day- dreaming of what the sex store, Open Minds, would look like. I pictured of aisles and aisles of all kinds of fun things to do ... on the wedding night of course.

"I think Ben will go in, he's kind of a skank" I told Amber

"I think I can get Rus to go in this time" Amber giggled. "Last time he wouldn't get out of the car"

I laughed at the thought of a 6 foot 6 inch bearded man too scared to go in the sex store.

We were girls on a mission.

Now if only our counterparts would agree to this ....

LATER THAT AFTERNOON...

"Ben," I said sweetly, stroking his hair

"Yes babe" he answered relaxed and unaware of what was coming.

"Me and Amber made some plans for all of us to hang out tonight after the rehearsal dinner ... Do you think you'd be up to it?"

"Sure hon" He replyed "What are we going to do?"

here it comes ... I thought to myself ... he will never go for this.

"Well we thought it would be fun to go to Open Minds" I said stroking his hair even more vigorously in hopes that it would numb his brain just enough to agree with the plan. I bit my lip preparing all my counter arguments in my head.

"Open Minds?" He looked at me questioningly

I opened my mouth to begin the coercing but was cut short

"Ok, that sounds good" He answered a little too quickly

I shot up, shoving his head away roughly. "What?" "You will go?" "I mean ... I"

"What?" Ben asked "You think that I wouldn't want to go?"

"Well, no ... I just thought I might have to persuade you a little" I said, disappointed that none of my well thought out arguments were going to be used.

"Hello - go to sex store with soon to be wife - good thing -me man - like sex - uhg."

Ok, he didn't really say that but something to the effect.

"I hope we can get Rus out of the car when we get there" I said.

Then I laughed,"you know - I think that sitting out in the car, in front of Open Minds, alone, is WAY more gross than going in with your significant other. I'll just remind Rus of this before we get there."

Ben laughed.

"It's almost time for the Wedding Rehearsal" I said glancing at the clock "I better get ready"

"Babe, you look great now get your butt into the car" Ben ordered

I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I just had to put on a little lipstick ...

Mmmmm Brocclinen

I love broccoli. It tastes really good cooked with a little lemon juice. The only problem is it smells really bad when you cook it. I tried to cover up the smell with 'clean linen' carpet fresh but unfortunately 'clean linen' carpet fresh and broccoli make an even worse odor than the broccoli itself.

I've given this odor a name: "brocclinen"

random questions

So they have this 'question's thing on facebook now. This is where you can ask your friends a question and they can answer it. they have pre-made questions for the very uninventive. However I, being inventive, have made up my own question for today. Unfortunately, because I am Chelsea and my random brain won't shut up I have thought of about 20 different random questions..... so I am going to post some of them so I won't forget when I need to make a new question on facebook. Oh and so my brain won't explode.

1. What IS the sound of silence?
2. What do little people do when they need 'knee highs?'
3. Where is Scarborough fair?
4. Can you by parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme there?
5. why do bald people shave their heads?
6. why does my husband have 500 hundred copies of 'Popular Science" magazine
7. Why are redheaded people called gingers? ginger is beige.
8. Why are squirrels cute but also creepy. I personally think it is their little white vests.

Well that is all for today...
maybe more later

Feelin' groovey

If you are ever in a contemplative, mellow, mood - Simon and Garfunkel are the BEST.

Also, the 'moon is over.I am so sad about that. I must have listened to the 'sound of silence' 8 times today to reflect the sadness. Ben had to go back to work today. :( But I was a good wifey and cleaned and cooked while he was gone. I am very proud of me.... you should be too. By the way Simon and Garfunkel are the coolest. That is all.

Chelsea's Life

No Bravery?

Why James Blunt? WHY? It saddens me to know that you are such a pansy. *shakes head in disdain*

Doin' a dance

I am almost done with school. The last day for summer classes is July 2nd. I realize that this is only 6 days away ....6!!!! I have a lab practical, a Biology final, a few scattered lesson plans and projects and presentations due and then I am free. A whole glorious month of freedom before school and work start again. What the heck am I going to do? I have never had free time before. I think I am going to take up a hobby like fishing... no ...stamp collecting .... no .... golf ... Hmmm, it's no wonder I never had a hobby before, they all suck. Well I'll keep thinking about it.


OH I GOT IT!

Illegal immigrant smuggling. Now that's a profitable hobby.

Nose Ring?

I know what you are thinking and all I have to say is "Why not?" I am fixing to be grown and married. My nose ring days are almost over .... I feel an urgent need to have a metal rod pushed thru my nose before it's too late.

Contingent identity

“Let’s go around the room and introduce ourselves” my professor announced on the first day of class.

Great, I thought. This means I have to listen to a bunch of peoples names and locations. This is equivalent to enthralling conversation in a chat room where everyone announces their s/a/l in a big random list that I will never remember.

“Also,” my teacher continued “tell one thing that is interesting about you”

My ears perked up. My boredom was lessened and I was ready to by captivated by peoples interesting attributes.

We started at one end of the room with Kathy “Hi, my name is Kathy, I am from Tyler and I guess an interesting thing is that I am married with 2 children”

No Kathy – that is not interesting. I thought sarcastically to myself.

By the time the announcements had reached me almost everyone had said that they either did not have anything interesting about them, or that they had a husband/kids.

It was my turn now

“Hi, my name is Chelsea, I am from Tyler and ….” I was thinking about saying my interesting thing was I liked porn … just to see what would happen, but since that wasn’t true I decided against it.

“I can play the piano” I exclaimed, happy to have something to say about myself.

“ohhs” and “ahhhs” rippled throughout the classroom.

We finished the rest of the students' interesting things with more about being married, some about having a dog and one girl (who I thought was hilarious) said that an interesting thing about her was that she had no kids and was not married nor did she have any prospects.

By the time we were done I was wondering about identity. Does being married and having kids so consume you that you have no time for anything else? Or do you loose yourself completely and just become the “wife”. I know that God says for us to be one with our spouse but does this mean to loose all sense of yourself and your individual identity?

I am not encouraging people to be selfish or that you have to ‘find yourself’ before you can be happy. I think that being happy consists of doing things for others. However, I do think that even when you are married and have kids that you need to have something that makes you interesting other than that sole fact. I am not knocking motherhood or being married or anything like that. But something interesting means that maybe other people might not be able to do that, or perhaps some random fact. Lots of people are married and have kids (as we learned from the classroom example). Now, if you got married when you were 16 – that is interesting. If you have 9 kids –that is interesting. This is because it is not the norm.

I don’t just want to be Chelsea the wife and mother. I want to be Chelsea the wife and mother who is hot, and can play Mozart, and paint like a mo’ fo’ and is pretty darn hilarious and might even be intelligent (don’t know about that one yet).

So, I am calling all wives, mothers, and girlfriends to find something interesting about themselves. That has nothing to do with your male counterpart. You don’t have to have a talent to be interesting. How about “I collect toy trains” or “I have been to Egypt” or “I can hold my breath for 1 minute and 45 seconds” Anything that you think makes you different from other people. I know there has to be something …..

Do you ever have those days?

Where you feel like the most horrible person in the world? I feel like.... I don't know anymore.

I love Ben

How did I end up so lucky? I think God has blessed my life more than I deserve. Ben has to be the most wonderful person that I know. He takes care of me when I feel like crap, he cleans and cooks more than I do, and he makes everything go so much better. He needs a prize or something.