Tuesday.

I like Tuesdays.

Especially this Tuesday.

Why?

Well, simply because Tuesdays are the day I turn a new week pregnant. Today I am 18 weeks prego and going strong. I get a text at approximately 9:00 AM on the morning of the new week telling me all the new things that are going on in there. I usually cheat and read ahead but still I appreciate the text.

Why do I especially like this Tuesday? 

Because, in exactly two weeks from this very day we are leaving for our Thanksgiving vacation. Did I mention we are going to Sunny California where I will plan to drink my first sip of Diet Coke in over two months. I also plan on squeezing babies all week long and enjoying great family chats. 

I love me some vacation.

Oh, and on that Tuesday two weeks from now I will be exactly half way to meeting our baby BOY. 

 Wait IS it Election Day? Kidding. 

It's a good TUESDAY.

Relocated

Folks.

We have relocated to the beautiful location of Eagle, Idaho.

 

I never thought of myself here.

When the opportunity arose I sprung like cheetah after prey.

For real.

If you couldn't already tell I was having a rough one back in CO.

We packed up Tuesday, Left Wednesday, and haven't looked back since.

 

I have already been on a blind "friend" date.

Seriously, and I was loving every bit of sitting outside chatting away with some girlie I have never met in my life.

 

Our little town is enchanted.

 

I am just trying to catch up with life and there will be more updates.

 

In the meantime keep checkin out my girl at

agirlnamedgay.com

 

I have a really good update in store.

 

Keep lovin life my friends.

 

p.s. I finally changed my name today after almost 4 months of being married to my cupcake buns.

I am officially...

Chelsi Janette Baker.

Holla.

Miss Chelsi J Meets A Girl Named Gay.

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Oh and Happy Friday Friends.

 

Wristbands

Is it just me or did you leave your wristbands all summer too?

I was an EFY die hard. Fours years proud.

I would leave my wristband on for the entire summer, and when it started to rip and became more like a weapon, I was still wearing that wristband till it decided to fall off MY wrist. Not Vice Versa. And if one came from the pool, or a Seven Peaks Dance... .Same Story.

I don't know exactly why I was so adamant on keeping all of my wristbands. Surely, I had made memories that would last a lifetime and I wouldn't need some wristband to do the job. Regardless, things have not changed. I sit here to today with a wristband on from over a week ago. What? I had a magical time.

Proof.

Please excuse the up close and personal view.

It's still in perfect condition, and it's not going any where. 

It's Friday, I'm by myself. What's a girl to do?

I may be off to rent movies, and I am craving cupcakes.

Why is Sprinkles my favorite cupcake joint no where to be found?

-Wristbands for life.

Gregarious

Andrew told me about this word about a month ago. I thought it sounded great and defined us very well. Little did I know how well...

gre·gar·i·ous

   /grɪˈgɛəriəs/ Show Spelled[gri-gair-ee-uhs]  

adjective

1.

fond of the company of others; sociable.

2.

living in flocks or herds, as animals.

3.

Botany . growing in open clusters or colonies; not matted together.

4.

pertaining to a flock or crowd.

I wouldn't consider myself a social butterfly by any means, but up until recently did I realize how much I need just the simple company of people that I connect with. Colorado has been nice. It has been completely different than I thought.

My thoughts prior to moving:

1. I would have met a friend by now

2. I would have a job by now

3. I would feel comfortable here... by now.

   Don't get me wrong the people here are great. I just have yet to find me a soul girl Aka a girl that I could be potential besties with, sorta like a soulmate girl (in a non-weird way.)

The truth is I AM LONELY in the day until my hub comes home. It's kinda that feeling as if I don't belong/fit in.

I just had the chance to get away for a short 4 days. Which btw were magical. Give me the Shamu Show and Coronado in the same trip and I am a changed women. Last night as we were driving home from the airport we were chatting all about the trip and how much we missed each other. We turned onto the street that leads to our house and tears just started streaming down my face. My reality set back in.

Its hard. Its my little battle that I have to keep fighting. Andrew just held me all night long as I wiped snot all over our blanket, and mascara on our pillows and his face. He didn't care. He knew exactly how I was feeling. I got a good one. He for real is my {soulmate}.

Long story short. I have learned that I need people. I need friends. I need good company.

Cliff Hanger

Okay, So remember how I told you I had a scary/funny story from last week? Well a week later I am here to tell it:

So, there I was wrapped in my blanket watching the horrible news about the Aurora Theater shooting. I am the type of person that when I watch stories such as this, or murder mystery shows, I get way too involved. I am really jumpy and I sub consciously believe that it applies to my life when it completely doesn't. At some point after the 9news anchor telling me it was okay to step away and take a break, I decided to go read my book at the pool for a bit to re-evaluate my life. I started changing into my swim suit and all of a sudden our front door handle started shaking like someone was trying to get in.
{My heart dropped.}
Then I hear a key entering the key hole, jiggling. I could hear they were having trouble, and I  standing there in shock {naked}. Then I was like "maybe its Andrew coming to surprise me for lunch?" {Which has never happened}.Miracles do happen.But I knew that couldn't be it, because he would have been able to get inside the house by now. The door is still shaking, so I began to creep towards the door to lock the upper key hole. Not once did these people knock, so I was convinced this was not a good situation.
I make it to the door, lock the second lock, and peek through the peep hole...

I see two ladies. Equipped with cleaning supplies and more. I open the door, and to their surprise they have the wrong apartment.

Oh lo siento senorita. Wrong CASA.

Oh okay. So you just nearly gave me a heart attack. For sometime after the event I had to convince myself that I wasn't getting broken into.

And that my friends is my story.

Thank You Very Much.

My Official Wedding Speech

So, on our wedding Day we had planned to say a little speech…

Due to the un organization of the event and my personality to just let everything slide I completely forgot about it. Well I still have been thinking about that little speech that I wanted to give and I want to share it now. As most probably know Andrew and I’s days of dating were short. Many people close to him didn’t really get to know me, and what it was about Andrew that made me fall head over hills for the dude. So without further ado…

I know people close to me know why I fell in love with Andrew, but I want those close to him to know why I couldn’t imagine living another day without him.

Andrew, is my extra set of legs. When we are running and I want to stop and walk so bad, I won’t because Andrew is the energizer bunny and he keeps me going. He pushes me without even knowing it. He is my extra brain. He knows a little bit about everything, so far I haven’t asked him one thing that he doesn’t know even just a little bit about. He is my extra set of arms, when I have an itch on the middle part of my back that I can’t reach he always gets it perfectly for me. And, he is the missing part of my heart that I have been searching for my whole entire life. Honestly, the kid still makes my heart beat fast. He IS my missing puzzle piece.

I love Andy Pants for so many reasons. Anyone who knows him knows that he has this incredible energy about him. He is answer to all of my questions, especially these last few months. He has made everything make sense, and I am so thankful for him more and more every day.

(Two Months into Marriage)

I love waking up to your smile every day.  Really how did you not have braces?

Happy {two}Months to US. Love you Boo.

I don't know what to call this.

Sarai Galaviz.
  I met her two weeks ago during my awkward "temp" job stay. When first meeting someone that you don't know how long you'll be in contact with, it's strictly small talk. Until one day we just started chatting away.
  Long story short we got on the subject about how long she had lived here in Colorado. One thing led to another and I found out that her mother had died. So, we keep talking and I asked about her husbands parents. "Did his parents come from Mexico as well, or do they still live there?" Oh, they both died as well. Okay, thats sad but coming from someone that has lost a parent as well it didn't turn into that awkward conversation. She asked about my parents and I explained how my Dad had died as well.
  For some reason whenever I tell somone new about my dad I kinda start to giggle. Not because it is funny, but just because life is hard and it is okay to laugh about really sad stuff sometimes.Plus it happend 14 years ago. I have found joy, and lived a good life.  My girl Sarai just started laughing when I told her. I loved it. I started laughing too. She gets it, or rather me. We were talking about all these people so close to us dying, and we could still laugh. I know this sounds so irreverant, but seriously LIFE can get the best of us if we don't find humor in the really sucky things.

I have been sitting in front of the T.V. all day watching the news. Why do people have to go shoot people? They ruin for it for everyone. This situation, is not funny and probably never will be.

I have been feeling a little under the weather this week, but yesterday especially. My head was floating due to my nasal passage blockage. Hubs and I have to e-mail while he is at work, because he can't text. So, here a little treat for your friday afternoon. Humor, in all this madness.

Clearly.

PRAY for the people that were affected today in the Theater Shooting.

...I look forward to telling the story of what happened to me today. It's funny, but I havent been able to laugh about it yet. Give me the weekend to let my heart beat slow down. Monday.

I got ya good back there.
I don't usually pull punk's such as that, but when sticking to my word didn't seem realistic I let it slide.

Hi, my name is Chelsi J... Baker. WHA??!!
I got hitched and moved one state over.

Let me fill you in on the past few months. We are married little lovers, and thats all that matters. The rest consists of life as we know it and it might bore the average reader.

K. Wait. Do you want to see how hot my husband is real quick?

He would die, if he new this blog exsisted. Since I may have one person who may view this blog I think I am in the safe zone.

Lets talk about living in Colorado.

1. Currently we don't have internet so I am in the Apartment office building bumming off their slower than slow internet.
2. It's alot harder to make friends than I thought. How do we make friends? Someone please help me out.
3. I am also currently unemployed. Which should translate to the fact that I am going cra cra. I went from working a great deal, going to school, planning a wedding, and moving... to this. I need a job. Don't know a single soul, therefore no contacts to help a sista out.
4. I watch Ellen on the daily
5. I walk across the street during happy hour (2-4 PM) to get my DC fill. Except Colorado thinks Diet Peps is better, so they decided to serve it everywhere. I am not complaining. I'll take what I can get.
6. Why does the hour from 4-5 PM take a ssssooo long? Def, my least favorite hour of the day.
7. I had a temp job for 2 weeks, and awkwardly found out they weren't going to "buy" me from the agency. That was cool.
8. During that 2 weeks hubs and I got to ride to work together, eat  lunch together, and ride home together. It was magical.
9. We share a car, so I have gotten real good at walking to my every destination.
10. Life is good.

I must say it feels good to be back. I forgot what writing can do to me, especially now.

Comeback.

Hold up. I'm making a comeback... Just give me a sec. Good things to come.