Reality Television…I Hate to Love It:)

All right, let’s be honest here…I’m willing to bet at least 90% of Americans watch some form of reality tv on a regular basis.  Except my parents, who hate it based on principle.  But they’ve only watched Survivor once, and I don’t think anyone should form opinions about reality television using Survivor as their only resource.

Another honest moment…I’m not proud of the majority of my reality television addictions.  Most of them don’t add to my intelligence, spiritual maturity, or general well-being, but I don’t think they detract from it either.  Well, maybe Dance Moms does…

Basically, what I’m saying here is that I wish I wasn’t an advocate of reality television, but I am.  It’s like cake.  I shouldn’t love cake as much as I do, but I do (side note:  this reminds me of a conversation with Bridget and Jess in college when Bridge was making a layered cake, and I remarked that the two were becoming one, and then the conversation just went downhill from there…but it was funny:).

So here is a list of my current and past reality show addictions and my thoughts on them:

1.  So You Think You Can Dance:  This one is actually really great.  The dancers are really talented and the show is really clean (except some people might say the costumes are inappropriate, but I grew up as a dancer, so I don’t even notice).  I can’t, however, watch this show with Shiloh because he makes fun of the male dancers.

2.  The Bachelor/ette:  I really don’t think this is a bad show either, as long as you recognize it’s totally not reality.  I’m pretty sure it’s at least partially scripted (as most are) and only a handful of the couples actually end up together.  But it’s still enjoyable and I’m impressed with some of the more recent Bach/ettes…Emily and Sean were for sure Christians, I think Des was too…Emily didn’t even use the overnight dates and Sean made it clear he used them only as time to get to know the ladies better.  I’m seeing a trend of higher integrity here, not necessarily in the contestants, but at least in the main Bachelor/Bachelorette.

3.  Dance Moms:  I really like these girls’ dancing, but I’m bummed because it has turned into so much drama with the moms and Abby.  This show has GOT to be mostly fake too, because I can’t imagine parents submitting their children to Abby’s abuse.  And the moms are cray cray.  Please tell me that’s not the majority.  Yet, I still continue to watch…sigh…

4.  Sweet Home Alabama:  Basically a country version of the Bachelorette, except they put country guys vs. city guys to win a country girls heart…loved this one:)

5.  Laguna Beach/The Hills:  Not as much a fan.  I mean, I love LC and Lo, but again, too much drama!

6.  The City:  This show was fun because Whitney Port is cute and unassuming.  It’s about her trying to make it in the fashion world.  Plus, as mean as Olivia Palermo seems, she always looks AMAZING.  However, my roommate pointed out that this show made me slightly obsessed with losing weight, so I stopped watching it.  But it also gave me a love for liquid eyeliner and cat eyes!

7.  Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman:  Ok, I know this isn’t technically reality television, but I really feel like I would have been just like Dr. Mike in the wild west!  (Except I like to be clean…and don’t like blood…or confrontation…or outlaws…or snakes and insects…but other than that, we are totes the same person!)  And Sully…don’t even get me started!

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Well, that is my somewhat comprehensive list of reality television that I have enjoyed.  I’m not proud of all of it, but we all have flaws:)

See you later!

Chelsea

Epic Fail

Alright…now I remember why my past blogging ventures have been EPIC FAILURES (yeah, totes jumped on the bandwagon with that phrase…and the word “totes”).  It’s because I always forget to blog!!  So, hold me accountable, because I’m really having fun with this:)

Since I’ve missed so much time, I’m going to write about several things that have happened to me in the last couple of weeks and my feelings about them…let’s get started!

1.  Birthdays – So birthdays.  I’m an advocate.  I LOVE THEM.  And if you say you don’t, then basically you’re saying you’re an advocate of death.  Because that’s what happens when you don’t have birthdays.  You die.  And, I love the attention.  I know I shouldn’t admit that, but when people tell you they love you and you get to be the center of attention for a WHOLE DAY, it’s awesome.  And, oh wait, what’s that?  They give you presents too?  Holler.  Also, Shiloh had a birthday too!  And if there’s one thing I love almost as much as my birthday, it’s other people’s birthdays.  And I love him, so of course I wanted to make his day special.  It was a two-day celebration…complete with 3 kinds of rice krispie treats (he’s so weird…he wanted that more than a cake), a Chinese buffet, and some house cleaning (more about that later).  We had awesome birthdays, I would say:)

2.  People said really nice things to me on my birthday – Another thing I fail at?  Responding to all of the “Happy Birthday’s” on my fbook page.  Thank you all.  I actually do read those.  And they really do make my heart happy.  And I count them…because I have to have at least one for every year of my life…goal exceeded!  And my friend Bridget wrote the nicest, funniest blog post about me!  I laughed the whole way through.  Thanks Bridgieboobooboo!

3.  Shiloh bought a house – Yup:)  He did it!  It’s such a nice house out in the country near the James River.  It’s in great shape and has a basement that is super-close to being finished!  The only thing I don’t like is that he has TERRIBLE cell service out there:/  But, it’s beautiful.  And I got to pick out the paint colors.  This is also where the house cleaning came in.  Shiloh and I cleaned all day on Saturday so we could get started painting.

4.  My a/c went out and my toilet smelled like sewage – Now, this stinks, literally.  My a/c has been acting up for a month (just when it decided to get hot) and I’ve had someone come look at it twice…and it still didn’t work!  And then, my bathroom started smelling like sewage.  I was seriously about to throw in the towel for home ownership.  But then, my awesome dad came along and FIXED EVERYTHING.  For free.  I love him so much.  Turns out the bathroom thing was just some leakage under the house.  But the a/c thing was caused by heavy water in the ventilation making sections of the vents fall down!  Which means we were cooling our crawl space…hahaha…makes me laugh.  If we have any squatters under there, they were very comfortable for the past couple weeks:)

5.  I watched the movie “Fargo” – Don’t watch it.  Seriously.  Bloody and depressing.  I just watched it because it’s one of Shiloh’s favorite movies (he likes the acting).  Never again.

6.  I spent 3 full days in meetings – That was long.  But they were informative.  I just hit a wall around 2:30 every day and was completely worthless:)

7.  Shiloh got me a Samsung Galaxy tablet – Sweetest present.  Totally undeserved but also totally appreciated.  I can now browse pinterest much more successfully!  And play games.  And get on fbook.  And tweet.  And watch Netflix.  And Hulu+.  Basically, I’m saying I probably won’t talk to people unless it’s online for a while:)

8.  I’ve been listening to a lot of country music – Now this is weird, because I’m usually not a huge fan.  But it’s the end of summer and it makes me feel really American and carefree.  Plus Shiloh’s told me that since he has a house in the wilderness now, that I’m going to have to country up…this is my first step:)

9.  I got new clothes – Yay for birthday presents from my parents!!  Pieces I’m most excited about:  a teal, flowy shirt with studs, a burgundy leather (fake) biker jacket, a kelly green, floral print dress, and a pair of tan combat-like boots that roll down to reveal azted print!

10.  I watched this video and loved it!:  http://www.ted.com/talks/shawn_achor_the_happy_secret_to_better_work.html.  This is actually amazing…and I think it ties into our faith as well…we can have joy in Christ and that effects our whole lives:)

Ok guys, I’m sorry if this was a slightly overwhelming post, but I enjoyed reflecting over my last two weeks!  Tomorrow, I’ll get back to more true Chelsealoves posts…maybe I’ll post about reality television, the thing I hate to love:)

Thanks for reading!

Chelsea

Introducing Theodore

Guys, today I’m going to tell you about something that I really do love so much…My puppy Theodore!!!  Actually, this post is to advocate rescuing a dog.

When I first met Theo, he was in his cage at the Shepherd of the Hills Humane Society.  I was with Shiloh and I told him I just wanted to stop in and look at the dogs (yeah right!).  Theo was in the room with all the cats because the attendant said the dogs made him nervous.  He was just such a scared, timid little guy…and I think I loved him right away:)

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The attendant asked if I wanted to get him out of his cage and I said yes.  I sat on their couch and held him while he shook and looked terrified.  I just wanted to take care of him and make him feel safe!  I looked at all the other dogs and then I needed to leave (because it was my roommate’s b-day party day), but I felt so sad to leave Theo!

That was Saturday.  I told Janae (my roommate) about him and we decided to both go look at him on Monday over lunch.  Janae and I had talked about getting a dog for 2 years, but we could never get on the same page about it.  But when she saw Theo, she said, “Oh!  Yeah, he is pretty cute!”  We both loved him and made the decision that day to adopt him.

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Even as I was signing papers, I was worried that we made the decision to quickly.  I’d never owned a dog before and I didn’t know how much work it would be.  I didn’t know if he was house trained or anything!  Shiloh and my parents all seconded my worries.  But, the deed was done.

Janae picked him up that afternoon and he proceeded to poop in her new car (It was horrible!  We have since found out that he gets car sick.).  He was so terrified.  Then she had to give him a bath because I was at work and she was off for the summer (#teacherproblems).  When I got home, he just was so unsure and afraid.  The lady at the shelter told me that they had rescued him from an animal hoarder.  I think he has definitely been abused by a human or bullied by more dominant dogs.

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But guess what?!  Theo is a completely different dog now!  He’s still pretty scared of new people (especially men), but he walks around our house like he owns the place!  He gets so excited when we come home and he loves to give kisses (which basically means he licks you…which is pretty gross, but he doesn’t know that).  He looks like a little fox and everyone thinks he is adorable.

Janae loves Theo, but I’m obsessed with him.  I’m a naturally anxious person, and I really think he helps me with that.  He follows me around like my shadow and sleeps in my room (sometimes on my bed…I never thought I’d do that but he’s just so cute!).  He thinks my main job is to rub his belly, and I always give in.  I mean, come on!  How can you ignore such a cute little guy who just looks at you like he’s saying, “I love you.  I love you.  I love you.  I love you.”  I couldn’t!

Also, I should note, Theo is a great dog.  He’s only had a few accidents (and I’m pretty sure those weren’t accidents…I think he was acting out because we weren’t home), he rarely barks or cries, and he can be pretty chill most of the time.  Maybe this is lame, but I think God was saving him for us:)

Oh, one more thing…Theo totally looks like me!  Like, if I was a dog, I would look just like Theo:)

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Love you guys,

Chelsea

1,000 Words Writing Challenge

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“In West Philadelphia, she was born and raised.  On the playground was where she spend most of her days.”  Indeed, little Willa did spend most of her days on the playground…when she wasn’t at school or helping in her parent’s restaurant, La Hacienda.  The school playground was not nearly as nice as this one.  Too many kids.  Too many distractions.  Willa was a shy little girl and she preferred spending her time daydreaming, playing with the characters in her imagination.

But one day, everything was destined to change.  Willa was a little older, 12 now.  Right at that age where girls start becoming teenagers and feasting on the emotions of the weaker members of their species.  That’s what happened to our poor little Willa.  Some girls came along who were up to no good, and they provoked her into a fight (girl fights are the worst…fingernails and hair pulling, oh my).  So, Willa’s mom got scared and sent her to live with her rich aunt and uncle on the pristine streets of Bel-Air.

Oh, how I wish I could tell you that peace and happiness met her there.  But it was not meant to be.  Willa was forced to wait on her ugly step-cousins (because their mom was her uncle’s second wife) like she was their slave.  Cleaning, ironing, picking up Venti coffees, it was all just too much.

Until one day when Willa was 17.  She was out picking up one of the step-cousin’s dry cleaning when she met a handsome young man, named Justin Bieber.  They clicked instantly, so he invited her to the VMA’s the following night!  Willa spun around in rapturous delight until she stopped short.  “Whatever will I wear??” she wailed.  She was about to delve into the pit of despair, when what to her wondering eyes should appear?  Why it’s Lady Gaga and eight scantily-clad dancers!

“I’ll take care of you, little monster,” Gaga reassured.  And she swept her around to every expensive store in the city, buying  beautiful things for her to wear.  They did, however, avoid one store that had refused service to Willa a week earlier (probably because all she owned were cargo pants and peasant blouses).  But on her way past the store, she couldn’t resist taking her bedazzled new self into the store, finding the rude saleslady, and proclaiming, “You work off of commission, right?  Big mistake.  Big.  Huge.”

The next day, Justin sent a limo to pick Willa up.  The driver even dropped her off on the red carpet.  All the people lining the red carpet were left wondering who this beautiful young lady could be.  She caught up with Justin backstage and he was just about to direct her to their seats when she overhear, “Oh no!  You’ve got to be kidding me!?  Katy Perry can’t perform because she’s exhausted?  My life is over!”

The frazzled production manager locked eyes with Willa.  “You!  Can you sing?  Can you do anything entertaining?”  (obviously Justin was already performing so she couldn’t ask him)

“Um, I…uhhh…I think…I yes.  Yes, I sing.”  Willa had never done anything like this in her life!  But, her life had kind of sucked so far, so why not?

“Great.  What’s your name?” the lady asked.

“Selena.  Selena Gomez.”

To make a long story short, Selena performed, she killed it, she started dating Justin Bieber and became best friends with Taylor Swift.  And she lived happily ever after.

(Except for the Justin Bieber thing.  That fizzled as quickly as it began.)

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/08/19/writing-challenge-1000-words-four/#more-34244

Acknowledgements:

“The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air”, “Cinderella”, “Twas the Night Before Christmas”, “Pretty Woman”

Serious Wednesday

Hey guys!  Today I’m taking my cue from John Acuff (ala Stuff Christians Like) and designating Wednesdays as “Serious Wednesday”.  Don’t worry, it’s still going to be positive:)

Incidentally, it is also my personal holiday, “Gypsy Wednesday”!  You celebrate by wearing scarves, flowy skirts, and dangly earrings.  Gypsy Wednesday has three theme songs:

  1. Gypsy by Fleetwood Mac
  2. Gypsy by Shakira (her hips don’t lie)
  3. Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves by Cher

Buuuuuuuut…back to Serious Wednesday.  Last night, I was doing my quiet time (aka reading my Bible and praying…it’s not like I was just sitting quietly in my room doing nothing!  Dumb phrase:) and I was reading Romans 8.  I settled in at verses 31 through 35a.  Here it is:

“What then shall we say to these things?  If God is for us, who can be against us?  He who did not spare his own Son buy gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things?  Who shall bring any charge against God’s elect?  It is God who justifies.  Who is to condemn?  Christ Jesus is the one who died – more than that, who was raised – who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us.  Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?”

This is the central theme of the gospel message, but one that I (and a ton of other people) still struggle with.  It basically says, “Hey!  You did nothing except come to Jesus.  But He did all they heavy lifting.  But you get to enjoy aaaaall the benefits of his sacrifice.  AND, when you mess up (because you will), NO ONE CAN CONDEMN YOU!  Not even yourself.  Not even the evil one.

Seems almost too good to be true, huh?  But that’s our God!  Gracious and compassion, slow to anger and rich in love.  He’s so good to us!

The next time you feel condemned, read this verse and sit in it.  IT IS TRUE.  And remember, your feelings of guilt do not change your standing with God.  Your standing is incredible with Him!  So let’s not listen to the condemnation or fear (which has to do with punishment).  Let’s gratefully accept our place as children of God and co-heirs with Christ, and never look back!

I love you friends!

Chelsea

P.S.  I fully expect some Gypsy Wednesday pictures!

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TJ Maxx…I’m a Maxxinista!

So yesterday at work, I was browsing on the internet and looking up fashion icons (Don’t judge me! I hit the 4:30 slump…). Looking at all of those women and their style made me hungry to update my look…just a leetle:) If you know me at all, you know I really enjoy buying things; specifically, clothes. It’s like a game for me…trying to get as much as I can for the cheapest price. I love color and fun prints and variety. Seriously, at the risk of sounding shallow, shopping is one of my favorite activities. However, I haven’t shopped a ton recently for 2 reasons:

1. I’m trying to be a Sally Saver (just made that up) and
2. My birthday is coming up and my parents are taking me shopping!

But after studying those fashion icons, I just knew that one of my goals in life is to look fabulous…at least 42% of the time (I recognize fabulous is a completely subjective word…but I just mean fabulous for me:). So ater work, I made a beeline to TJ Maxx. Why TJ Maxx, you ask? I was just about to tell you! Some of my friends (cough*Bridget*cough) don’t like TJ Maxx because they get overwhelmed there. Actually, that’s the atmosphere I thrive in! It’s like a thrift store or a flea market, only it has NEW STUFF! Ok, maybe that’s not the branding they were going for…It’s like a scavenger hunt for fashion and I never come up wanting! I’m absolutely positive I spend an average of $50 every time I go in there…but I can get 16 shirts and 7 pairs of pants for that money (obviously I exagerate)!

Ok, so I’m in TJ Maxx and, again, I left satisfied:) I purchased a beige dolman shirt (for fall to wear with scarves), some velcro hair rollers, and today’s outfit: a chartreuse (who uses that word?) tank and leopard tie-front blouse!

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I should note that this pic was taken in the bathroom at work. Again, please don’t judge:)

What do you guys think? Too much? Just enough? As I said, I love it, so it probably won’t change my mind, but I still want to hear:)

Thanks guys!
Love,
Chelsea

Taylor Swift…Forever a Fan

It’s suprisingly difficult to pick the first subject that I’m going to advocate. I have a list of about 25 things (so far), but picking the FIRST ONE is tough! It has to mean something, right? Maybe change the world a little? So you may ask why I chose Taylor Swift…but here’s the thing: people are waaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy more important than STUFF. So, I chose TayTay (is it ok that I have a nickname for her even though I don’t actually know her?).

Let’s be honest…Taylor Swift gets some crap. I mean, anyone in the public eye does, but I feel sad that they say stuff about Taylor. I’m fully convinced that, she not only makes highly-relatable music, but she’s also a good person. Here are the other reasons I like Taylor Swift:

1. She’s a good role-model – Ok, I totally believe she’s wholesome. I think maybe the reason she goes through different guys (come on, she’s in her twenties…who doesn’t date a lot of guys?) is because she’s not a dirty girl. She’s loyal to her friends, she’s humble, I just feel like we would be friends.
2. People tell me I look like her – So, it’s mostly middle schoolers who tell me that, but still…
3. She embraces awkward – Seriously. She wears it well. From one tall, lanky girl to another, I’m totes impressed.
4. Her songs are so relatable! – Who hasn’t dealt with a broken heart, or a new crush, or a friend who is hurting? Her songs take me back to those times…and p.s. I wish “22” had come out when I was actually 22! p.p.s Anyone who says she doesn’t sing well should try to dance around on stage like she does and hold your voice completely steady!
5. I really like her style – It seems to change with her music style. I love new things, and this red lipstick, nautical theme is pretty fun.

There are more reasons, but I don’t want to sound like a cray cray. I’m not obsessed:) Oh, except one more:

6. She’s touring with Ed Sheeran – who I liked before “The A Team”…and is a fellow ginger…

Ok, that’s really the end:) Tomorrow, I’ll have a new subject and the next day and the next day…you see where I’m going with this.

p.p.p.s. Taylor, if you’re reading this, a retweet by a celebrity is on my bucket list…pretty please??

Love you guys!
Chelsea

I’m jumping on the bandwagon…

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Hey guys!  I’m assuming you’re reading this right now because you actually know me.  I decided to jump on the blogging bandwagon…it’s like, “why haven’t I already done that?”  I mean, I love writing, I love what I have to say (don’t hate me for saying that!), and I love for other people to know what I think.  It’s like a match made in heaven, me and blogging:)

But, I actually have a plan for this blog.  You may have already guessed, because it’s called “ChelseaLoves”, that it’s going to be about things that I love.  I know what you’re thinking: “Why would I care about what Chelsea loves?”  I’ve got an answer for that!  Because I’m a NORMAL PERSON!!!  I’m not a fitness guru, or a health nut, or a workaholic, or super-successful, or rich, or anything else.  I like junk food.  I have a like/hate relationship with exercise.  I’m lower middle class.  But guess what else?  I’m HAPPY!  I love the Lord, I’ve got a great family and friends, my boyfriend is better than I deserve, and I have opinions about stuff.  So, if you just want to hang out with me and hear about the products/people/things that I love, you’re in the right place:)