Change.

Change. Change. Change.

Yes people CHANGE is going on here. It's amazing how much life can change in a matter of 7 days. I knew it was coming, I prepared, I planned, and I executed. I quit my jobs, moved into a place by myself, transferred universities, and let go of a past that was haunting me. I have repeated countless times that "I can DO this." I knew it was going to be different, scary and completely unknown territory but I wasn't backing down. Well here I am sitting in a random building on campus scared shitless. I did it and I am starting fresh.

My new place is great. There are a few things that aren't ideal, but then again that always happens. I don't have a/c, no Internet, no t.v., at the moment no couch, little food, but I'm happy. I couldn't ask for a better opportunity. Fear can't hold me back anymore, I may be diving head first into dark water, but I have nothing to lose. I start Monday at the Changers here in Salt Lake. The thing about restaurants is that it is one big Clique, or several  just depends I guess. Well being new is like stepping into a NO TRESPASSING area. Especially for the ladies. They will make you work for even a simple hello, or half smile. No jokes. I know this, because I am semi- guilty of this. Long story short being the new girl straight up blows.

Thanks Deb Downer you are now excused.

Here goes nothing. I will post pics of the new flat on the double, as soon as it becomes presentable. Its quite the charmer.

Help Wanted.

Bet ya thought this a JOB opening. Got ya.

Warning this post could get a bit gross, so Viewer Discretion is Advised. Let me Begin my story at the age of lets say 13. I was entering that awkward adolescence stage. Also entering my life were pimples, or zits for lack of a better term. I have never quite accepted them as well, a constant companion but nonetheless they show up and I attack at first sight.  I always thought when I got older we would go our separate ways and I would be able to look at them in a old picture and remark on "How I am so glad those days are over..." Oh what a  dream. I have taken drastic measures to get rid of these puppies but I got nothin. They aint going anywhere, and I hate to say I don't think they are planning on going anywhere. Don't get me wrong I love a good mirror squirter but enough is enough. Shew little zitties. Lately, my face mainly the lower Jaw Line has decided to resemble the Wasatch Front. I wish I was being funny, but I'm really concerned. I am not 13, I agreed to let them stay through High School but then I thought surely once I turned 18 or something they will have no choice but to disappear because, well just because... I mean I get the once a month break-out thing, and I wish that was my excuse. I am worried. Woman do Not have ACNE!!! Not that I am a Woman but I am getting close I think. Oh Mercy, I just remembered my appointment with my Academic Couselor bright and early. I can just imagine what he will be thinking about this.

Me: Hi, My name Chelsi Hansen. Yeah, I am going into Broadcast Journalism.

His mind: Oh no your not, Not with that whitie tidy on your lower left cheek. That needs some attention.

My mind: Oh crapper. I forgot to pop Mt. Timp before I left. He's staring at it. He is totally staring at it. My eyes are up here buddy. Focus, just focus on the task at hand.

Him: So, have you considered anything else in this field? Like perhaps being behind the camera instead of in front of it? Just a thought Ms. Hansen.

Me: I'm getting it taken care of. Back off bro.

ANYWAYS...

 Does anyone have suggestions? I am hoping to get a date this century so anything would be nice. Also if anyone out there reads this and feels so inclined to help a sista out. I am also looking for a JOB and a APT in the big city {SLC}. Let me know.

I don't know why I think this is so funny. Maybe because it gives hope to singles Nation Wide. Zits or not there is always Harry. Who is Harry? No one knows.

DAD.

So I know that I am a little late writing this and to be honest I didn't know if I ever would end up completing this post. I have thought a lot about what I wanted to write to remember the feelings that I have had every year on July 17th. 

There is so much that I want to remember, and there is also so much that I want people to know about the man I once called my Dad. July 17th may just be a regular beautiful summer day, but for me it brings back haunting memories of a summer night 13 years ago. I won't go into too much detail, but one moment I remember watching Susie Q on Disney Channel and the next I know I am listening to my mom's horrifying scream. In between this time I go into my room and I kneel down saying an earnest prayer to my Heavenly Father. I don't know how, but I knew that my Dad was never going to wake up again. So I just prayed that my family would make it through this, that we would all be okay, and please please watch over us. Unfortunately I was right. He never woke up.

 The rest of the night will be burned into my memory forever. The days and weeks to follow however are one big Blur. I think about this day often. There is so much I wish I would have done differently. Although, I know thinking like that can drive one CRAZY. I'll keep it real simple and just say I wish I could have one more Dad hug. I would even let him give me a smooch on the cheek.

I wonder what he would think of me today. I wonder what he would say about the daughter I have become. Would he be proud of me? How would he feel about the boys I have dated?

To my DAD i say this...

Today we got together and ate your favorite foods,and talked about your favorite things. We each said something about you so those that have joined our family get to know you a little better.  We miss you so much its not comprehendable. I keep quiet when it comes to talking about you because even though it is 13 yrs later I still can't believe your not here. I keep you in mind when it comes to making decisions because I want to make you proud. This road hasn't been easy without you, but we are all making it everyday. Don't be mad about the whole U thing. I promise I will never switch over to the other side :) I can't wait to catch up someday. Until then... I love ya.

Chels.

I love this.

I love the 4th of July for so many reasons. This year was especially fun for some reason. My whole family was here and it was better than usual. No, we didn't go to Stadium of Fire like usual, we didn't go to any fancy rodeo's, or firework shows. We stayed in Midway and had our own firework show. My brother made this possible along with the neighbors. They would light one and then we had to have a comeback. Nothing like a little innocent firework competition. It was good. Not to mention my cuddle partner or should I partners? Who needs boyfriend when you got the cutest nephews in the world? I certainly do not. I am one lucky gal to have this family to call my own.

I'll give ya a sneak peek into this fun little weekend.

Meet Kaia my walking partner.

Cuddle bud number one... Porter.

Lunch by the pool brought to by Grammy. Look at that jealous on looker in the background. No pulled pork sandwiches for you buddy.

This little girl has me wrapped around her little finger. What is it about babes falling asleep on your chest?

Cheese. Hi we love fireworks.

Okay what? I got a little carried away with playing house. I am what you call a baby hog. I can't help it.

Love my cheesy fourth of July outfit. You should have seen the fam walking around Midway Main Street. Were proud to be Americans. Let freedon ring.

There they are. I am so happy I can be the Auntie to each and everyone of them. These kids are pretty special and the cutest things in the world. I may be biased but I think anyone would agree.

Happy 4th!

Story of My Life.

The stairs especially. They get me everytime.

Road Tripper.

So my friend Ari and I went on a much needed vacation. We decided on Wednesday to leave on Tuesday. So it was slightly spontaneous. I was lucky enough to get work off very easily and we were on our way. We stayed in St. George for the first night, then it was off to the land of casinos and shopping. Vegas. Vegas? Vegas!!!! We got lost in the biggest H&M store in the world. I am sad to report that I left with only a pair of sun glasses. I think I was a little overwhelmed. Then we were off to the Cheesecake Factory where we got the best spots. I can't remember but I don't think we talked about much. We just people watched the entire time.

We decided being 21 and all that it was time to pull our first slot. We looked like total first timers roaming the casino. Who knew you don't put a quarter in anymore? Geez that was embarrassing. Sadly we did not win anything.



a little serendipity if you will.

Then to California we went. It was a little colder than we had anticipated. We headed to LA for the first day, and low and behold who do we see but Mario Lopez in all his glory. He is even better in person. Those dimples? stop it Mario. Then to top it off that afternoon we indulged in the Oh so nummy Sprinkles! IF you are ever in LA and have a sweet tooth, please, please, please go to sprinkles.

To end the day my Sister-in-Law Gay took us to Katsuya. We get all ready to go hop in my car, and BAM... Oops that was the babysitters car. SO embarrassing. Gay goes in and I'm sure the convo went something like this. "So bad news... we just hit this prius. Oh so thats yours then? Well shoot we got ya then. Would you mind pulling it forward so we can move? Thanks." Luckily she was super chill. Phew. Back to dinner, so It's this Sushi place with the coolest bathrooms you have ever seen in your entire life. It honestly was one of the best meals I have ever eaten. EVER. We ate as if tomorrow would never come. Yep we ate that much and more.

Really?

There was mirrors everywhere.

Then a random asain lady would pop up in the mirror. Which explains my face. What a creppy thing that was.

The next day we had big plans, but due to the weather they didn't really happen. It was chilly! So we decided shopping would be fitting. 3rd street Promenade? Don't mind if we do. Needless to say we went into our first store and 30 min into it we were done. I was burnt out of shopping. It was a long day full of bad decisions on my part. I thought driving back to sprinkles would hit the spot. Well traffic didn't agree with me so that was cool. Traffic followed me everywhere I went. Everywhere!

We decided that we left Utah to find the sun, and since it wasn't shining where we were, we would go find it. We left the next morning in search of blue skies. We made it to Barstow before we needed a refill on DC and food. We ended up staying there for probably 2 hours just basking in the sun. Chipotle chips and guac, you complete me. I can't explain how nice it was not having one thing in the world to do and no where to be. Give me a diet coke, the sun, and my best friend and you have one happy Chelsi.

This trip was exactly what I needed. Way too much Diet Coke and treats made for a great road trip. Its also nice having your best friend and Justin Biebs to entertain you. So many funny times. Let me just take this opportunity to publicly apologize to the innocent Asian pedestrian that I almost ran over. I promise I didn't see you running your heart out on that cross walk. Luckily the police man saw me and pulled me over shortly after. He made sure I hadn't been drinking. I don't blame him. I'm terribly sorry and I hope your not scarred for life like myself.

Staying at the budget in could not have been more fun. I was skeptical at first but it was great. This picture say's it all...



 We have been talking about this trip for years. I know that this was the only opportunity that we would have to do this trip. I'm so glad it was a success. Sorry for the picture overload. I never post pics so I decided what the hay. Lets do this.

Oprah.Winfrey.

So, in honor of the Oprah Winfrey show ending I thought it appropriate to start watching the final shows leading to her goodbye. (Special Thanks to DVR) I honestly shed a tear or two in every episode this last week. If you know me, then you know I am not a big crier. The Surprise Spectacular shows this last Monday and Tuesday especially got me. Today when she walked out and the whole audience and crew were lined up just clapping I seriously could not control myself. If anyone would have walked in, you would have thought I found out that my mom had just died, therefore making me an orphan child. Not kidding folks. I think that it was especially emotional for me because I have always dreamed of being Oprah. That right there is my dream! I am going into broadcast journalism and my dream is to really go somewhere with this degree that I am earning. Oprah did, so why can't I? I may dream too big, but what the heck you only live once. They have outlined her career and it only gave me hope. She started out as a small town broadcaster and kept climbing the ladder. Let's just say I have been bitten by the Dream Bug and I feel like running turbo into this big world. I love ya Oprah. Thanks for the inspiration girlfriend.

Just some quotes I found on my new love... Pinterest. I am obsessed.

Watch out world here I come :)