you know. you know?

i know i trashed on jef a little bit last week, and so it seems only fair that arie gets to take a ride on "chelsea's train of judgement".

i mean it's only fair right?

let's dive right in shall we?

it really bugs me that he always seems to have acne just below his jaw line. yes, it is a really petty, and completely unimportant detail to get so hung up on. but really? can't someone get the guy some face wash, or even a few dabs of h2o2? no? well I know there has to be some makeup crew just off camera to make sure emily's lipstick stays intact after all the makin' those two do. soooo maybe lets cover them up? just a thought.

it also seems that each of the men on this season have some form of verbal diarrhea with a certain word or phrase.

arie's choice? "you know". after everything that he says he kind of nods his head a bit, and then pulls out the super intelligent "you know?"

really? that's all that you can come up with?

and emily always just seems to follow right along. is it just me, or does she seem to take on the traits of each guy that she is with. no wonder it seems like she is going to have such a rough time picking someone at the end of all of this.

oh boy, what a train wreck.

hmm... trains seem to be a popular theme with me lately.

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there are a few things that i need to clear up here

first:

my guilty pleasure is the bachelor/bachelorette series

yes, yes i know. go ahead and judge me. because i kind of do, a little bit. oh heck, i hate myself for it somedays.

second:

the title? all those strikes are the amount of times that the word "like" was used in a 1 minute conversation between jef (yes with only one "f") and emily.

i'm just not a fan of that man. boy? school boy? man-child? i dunno. definitely not someone that i think she should be with.

i mean can you imagine if they ended up together? any conversation they would have would just take forever! even just watching the conversations that take place between them now, i even leave them thinking "...what just happened... *blank stare*".

can't you just imagine their arguments?

oh heaven help us

i just wouldn't see it going any farther than this:

- you just like...
- why do you like...
- ugh it's just like..
- i just hate that like...
- when you like...

i think you get what i'm saying

and his hair?

well, all that i am going to say is... actually all i'm going to do is do a big ole eye squint and head tilt.

some people bite their tongue, i squint and tilt.

mostly because my tongue is too sore from all the biting.

the thing about bangs is...

i have this love hate relationship with bangs

i luv 'em, i really really do, they look good, some days even great! they help hide my widows peak that i am weirdly very self conscious of, and tame the multiple cowlicks i have along my hair line. it is also quite amazing how a nicely styled bang can turn any normal hair style into something super cute, likadee split.

but you know what? they make me want to blow my brains out every. single. morning.

or beat my own head with my hair brush.

yes, that has happened before.

it's the time that i have to invest to get them looking decent enough to go out into the world. and with this thick hair of mine, it really does take a good chunk of time to look like i didn't just stick my finger in the electric outlet before stepping out the door, and heaven knows what happens if i leave those suckers to their own devices, i may as well be welcomed into friz/flyaway/justplainwrong city. so just letting them be is completely out of the question.

i am currently in the process of growing these bangs of mine out, and what a long and painful process that is.

i can't tell you how many times i have looked at myself in the mirror and thought "all i need is a good pair of scissors and that would be it" (that could soooo be taken out of context hey?), and the thing is i knew this would happen.

that is why i had an action plan in place. i told dennis that no matter how much i begged and argued, that he was to restrain me from cutting my bangs by any means possible.

and this is probably the one and only time that i will ever say in the history of my entire life, but...

i hate that he listens to me.

which, now that i think about it, i also have a love hate relationship with...

if i were a shoe, i would be you!

you know, the weather these past few days has just been absolutely, well, crappy. 

i mean seriously, what was with that rain storm in the middle of the night last night? 

some people actually need to get some sleep every now and then ya know?

but then this afternoon the weather gods decided to take some pity on us water logged folk, and shed some big, beautiful rays of sunshine down on us. it only lasted for a few hours before the grey clouds crept their way back over us, but oh how glorious those hours were. 

so this afternoon, to take advantage of the sun, dennis and i decided to meet up for lunch. and as i was walking downtown taking in the fresh crisp air, ducking under (yes under) the tree branches to get around all the other people hogging the sidewalk, i couldn't help but think about all of the cute summer shoes that i wish i was wearing on my feet, rather than the big clunky boots i currently had on. 

oh, and the shoe gods know how much i love me a cute pair of shoes. especially ones that show off my freshly painted toes!

needless to say, shoes have been somewhere in the forefront of my mind ever since 2:30 this afternoon. 

most specifically these ones...

1. 2. 3. 

4. 5. 6. 

7. 8. 9.

i'm sensing a pink theme.  

what do you think?

excuse me while i brag about my life

like every other wife on this planet i can rattle off a few things about my other half that quite frankly drive me absolutely bonkers, and about 50% of those would consist of things that happen while we are driving. i mean seriously how hard is it to shift into a higher gear when the car is revving so high it is crying out for a little mercy.

but in all actuality i have absolutely nothing to complain about. i count my blessings daily (ok, well maybe every other day) that dennis is the man that i chose to be sealed to for time, and all eternity. i know that i have been bragging a lot about my den lately, but seriously, this guy i tell ya, he is the type of man that every girl dreams of ending up with.

i'm not going to rattle off another list, even though i really could go on and on about all of the amazing things that he does for me, and all my craziness that he puts up with. but instead, i am going to take my time telling you about one very special thing that he did for me last friday.

and by all means feel free to be jealous, because i am of last friday me.

when i got home from work and walked through the door and dennis was busy cleaning up the kitchen, and packing a few things into some grocery bags, this was a bit shocking because i was fully expecting to come home and see him playing video games (a common sight lately). so that in itself was pretty amazing. he looks at me and asks if i am comfortable in what i am wearing, i am a bit puzzled by what he means, so he tells me to go upstairs and get changed into something i will be comfortable in for the rest of the evening. when i get upstairs, on our bed is a duffle bag and laying beside it a few different outfit options. it really is a testament to how well he knows me that he is able to pick out what he would call a "chelly approved" outfit, and that he would also have a few other outfits ready, because for some reason i like to change my mind about what i am wearing multiples times in one evening. so i change, pack my toiletry bag (he is still a little intimidated by packing that for me apparently), head back downstairs put my shoes on, and in less then twenty minutes we are back out the door. to were? i don't know!

we hop on 16 ave, and head towards the beautiful rocky mountains, just like every other person, their dog, and huge rv apparently.

drive dive drive, talk talk, and more talk.

when we get the banff east gate, instead of staying on the right hand side to drive on past, we get in line to go though the tole.

we are staying in banff!

dennis checked us into the banff park lodge, carried our bags up to our room, and made me fall in love with him a little bit more then i had 3 hours prior.

we spent a lovely evening strolling the streets of banff, stopping into the many gift shops that carry all of the same stuff, trying on jewelry. ate some of the best fajitas i have had in a while, drank way too much ginger ale, played in the swimming pool, and then relaxed together in the hot tub.

as an interesting side note, while we were sitting in the hot tub one of the guys that works at the front desk came in and informed us that after 9pm only adults over 18 are allowed in the pool, but it is ok since we were the only ones in there. now i know i look young, but really? dennis too? that's first.

saturday morning i slept in until well after 10 o'clock, and that is quite the achievement for me these days, while dennis caught up on sports (i think, but i was sleeping so what do i know) all i know is that i woke up to the scooby-doo theme song, which i had stuck in my head the rest of the day. 

after i had finally dragged my butt out of bed, dennis took me out for a nice breakfast, and then made me work off all the bacon i ate on a beautiful hike up to grassi lake. 

best. weekend. ever.

how lucky am i?

it's hammer time

for the past year my laptop has been slowly losing it's magic, pizazz, gusto... you get the idea. it has been a sad, and drawn out process, which is really too bad because i loved my sony right down to it's once upon a time long lasting battery pack.

i really don't think that i was asking too much out of it. i mean all i wanted was for it to be functional, and by functional i mean stuff like actually turn on when i press the on button, don't just randomly shut down while i am in the middle of important business like online shopping, and every once and a while save the music and pictures that i uploaded, downloaded, any type of loaded really.

 is that too much to ask?

well apparently it was. 

so this past mother's day, which we refer to as wife's day (but to be honest, with dennis almost everyday is wife's day in our house) dennis bought me a new laptop, to be more specific a macbook pro. holaaaaaaaa

if you ask me,  he was really just getting tired of listening to some of the profanity coming from my mouth while dealing with my laptop, and at a volume not acceptable while living in an apartment complex. not that our neighbours would really care though, they are the type to be best friends with mary jane all summer long, if you know what i mean (you know what i mean right?).

my laptop and i, we had a good run, and enjoyed some pretty good online tv watching (when it would stay connected to the internet long enough), but i can't say that i will miss it. 

i considered giving it to someone that didn't mind dealing with some of these little (hah!) malfunctions, but then i quickly realized that i needed to get some kind of compensation for the moments of extremely high blood pressure it put me through. 

and so it is my great pleasure to show you a little picture show of what i like to call.....

PAY BACK

i hope you enjoyed that, because i know i sure did.