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.