CORN NUTS AND GRAFFITTI

The next time I mention in passing that I am going to drive to Idaho -or anywhere more than 10 hours- with four children please remind me I am absolutely insane!! As a kid we went on a ton of road trips. When we would stop to fill up with gas we were only allowed corn nuts and water! Well actually if we were thirsty my dad would say "swollow your spit"!!! So that preservative smelling nacho cheese scent always brings back fond memories; fighting over the window seat, totally annoyed that Carl would always have his walkman turned up way too loud and my personal foavourite- I would always take as much as I could from the hotel room, you know sugar packets, shower caps I don't know why I guess I like to be prepared. The nacho scent now brings up sheer terror from the pit of my stomach!

The way to Idaho- well we were up at 3:30 am and off to the ferry. Two hours later we were on the mainland and off we went. Basically the twins began freaking out a because they couldn't see anyone and they had been strapped into a 5 point harness for 5 hours! So we decided that my dad should drive my car, and Ty would go in my mums and Rylie and I stayed in the back to entertain the little squirts.

Once we arrived it was awesome to see everyone. All my nieces and nephews have grown so much! So it was good to see I wasn't the only one who had gained a few llb's. If you are expecting photos soon- sorry to disappoint but genius- meaning me- only brought a memory card that had room for 14 pictures and I took them all of Ty and myself doing bathroom graffitti.

Here we are about to enter the ladies room at the Wolf Lodge Inn...

Ty and Mommy 2008

Ty feeling rather excited about our mischevious adventure in the ladies room stall
One proud mama

So you are probably asking yourself why would Chelsea write her name on the wall of a bathroom stall? Well to be quite honest I have always wanted to, and I felt I deserved too, or as Kimme says "you're worth it"! Two days after we arrived in Idaho, Ty, Rylie and Oliver began projectile puking, they caught the infectious bug from sweet little Kyah. The Virus was later affectionately called Kyahreah, because it also entailed Diareah! then to make things worse I got it and it was awfull. 24 hours later we were feeling better though and continued on.

We went boating, ate way too much food, talked, laughed, went to the spa-THANK YOU CHRIS AND KIMME, all in all had a really wonderfull time. My children however always seem to have daily "near death experience's"-uncle Chris-

For example;

We were at Target and Ty was having a moment- a rather nasty one- and he threw his Northern Right Whale and it landed on Olivia's facing giving her a gushing bloody nose.

While we were talking after dinner one night adorable little Addy was playing with forks and she decided to share them with Oliver who was laying on the floor. The fork landed on his eye!

While Ty and Braxton were wrestling Ty smashed his head on the floor.

Moments before my graffitti escapade Rylie was sucking on a candy and began choking. It was so awfull, we had to turn her upside down and hit her back to get it out.

All in all I had a wonderfull time and I miss everyone already.

On the drive back we stopped at a Flying J for gas, corn nuts and a potty break. As I entered the Gas station everyone kept starring at me, I of course thought it was my eyeshadow! My sister Ursula gave me the smokey eye look! So with my head heald high I walked into the bathroom, only to find that they were not starring at my dreamy eyes they were starring at the blue bubblegum on my butt! And not just a litlle bit, a lot! As I exited the gas station, my head was a little lower, my cheeks red and my jacket around my bum!!

I would also like to wish little Miss Rylie Dawn

a Happy 3rd Birthday!

Broadway comes to Nanaimo

As I take a step back this evening to look at what is going on in my home I realize we are the perfect bunch to star in Anni! Not only do my children resemble orphans, they have taken quite a liking to the bohemian- street urchin look. I must admit that I too look somewhat homeless-however I will spare you those photos- It has probably come as no surprise that I will be starring as Miss Hannigan! So it is not a chaotic nut house today, we are simply rehearsing for our big roles. This is what I tell myself anyway, I have also decided that tomorrow after lunch we will be rehearsing The Sound of Music, more importantly the scenes where the children all love each other and song and dance are more prevalent then throwing and hitting! I am also embarking on a road trip to Idaho with all my orphans! So be prepared my next post will be full of potato adventures! If you are interested in some light reading check out my link to the Alta blog, I am the spotlight this month!

Goin through the big "D"

Goin through the big "D" and don't mean Dallas, I can't believe what the judge had to tell us!!... I can't remember who sings that song but I found it playing over and over in my head while I sat in Courtroom 208 in the Supreme Court of Nanaimo. I Chelsea Dawn am officially divorced!! I have been going through an erruption of emotions all day sad,mad, elated,angry, happy, confused. At the end of it all I finally have peace. We have been in a courtroom battle since our separation two years ago, set aside the "brief encounter, producing twins"-as my lawyer put it!! All in all I have my children, and my hair, which on many different occasions could have been pulled out! So if any of you know any good looking millionaires send them my way!! Just kidding, I am loving my happy peacefull home with just me and the kids and I am looking forward to the next stage of my life...Hint-Hint:
I will be returning to work at my Salon in November, but I will e going back to school. I am going to be a Lawyer! I have always known and wanted to finish my education but I couldn't pinpoint a career, and by witnessing the Canadian Justice System over these past two years I have seen the ins and outs and I want to be a part of it!

The following pictures are some happy, peacefull shots of Ty and Rylie!!

Go Team CANADA

As if I needed another reminder that I am a overtly emotional hormonal being... The OLYMPICS are back!! Yes you read that correctly the Olympics make me ball like a the a water buffalo. I have always loved the Olympics and for some strange reason when I watch the Parade of Nations I cry to the extent where I cannot talk, as if I had just lost my right arm, which by the way is still MIA. I was looking for him last night to help me with Olivia and he was no where to be found. So I got the kids all dressed for our important family moment - Parade of Nations - They loved it! they sat through the entire two hours, it was so cool to explain to them, in a muffled voice due to too much crying, how this is when people from all over the world come together to compete. It is where race, creed, color, political bull crap and all other nonsense are put aside and people are just that people. I absolutely love what the Olympics stand for and I have always wanted to be in them despite my inability to play sports! If child rearing became a sport I feel I would have a fair shot at the podium. So here are some pics of the kids in their Canadian Grub. Rylie would not pose with the other three but her single shot is pretty cute!

Olivia, Ty and Oliver

Rylie



When it was time for China to walk around the track with their flag, I completely lost it when Yao Ming and a little Chinese boy carried out the flag, Ty put his arm around me and said "momma it's ok someone will win. Please don't cry!" I tried to explain to him that I was crying because it is such a cool thing that despite all the bad that goes on people can all come together and compete. He looked at me and said " then why aren't you acting cool?"

Love for Milla

This past week one of my dearest friends moved. Milla and I met at work two years ago and hit it off instantly. Milla Sean and baby Chase leaving is extra hard for me because Milla was with me in the delivery room when I had the twins. The day before she left she brought over the photos she took of the twins and I. It brought up so many emotions! Some I would rather not remember and others brought happy tears and smiles to my face. Now the following photos are not for the queasy. I realize not all viewers are into the whole naked bloody baby pictures followed by me looking like a swollen cave woman, but I am reminising and going down memory lane, so bare with me.

Ya I was massive to say the least! I gained 100lbs!!!! Milla told me that someday I would appreciate this photo, so I let her take it. It was taken 10 minutes before they deciede to do the emergency C-Section.

Little Oliver Deklan

2 minutes later my sweet Olivia Alysse.

The two muchkins together again after Milla cut their cords!

Mummy and Auntie Milla with the twins. I really want you to know Milla how much I truely love and appreciate you being there for me. Being on my own I was so scared to go into the operating room, especially since I had had a C-Section before an knew how scary it was. You are an amazing friend and by sharing my birth experience with me you will be imprinted on my heart always. Thank you and I love you and when Oliver and Olivia are old enough to understand how important friends are I will tell them of you, being there for me and them. Thank You.

Graduations and catch up!

Well it has been a while since I blogged, mainly because I ahve been having a smidgen of trouble finding a median. By that I mean I am either exhausted, caught up on blogging, cooking a rosemary and garlic chicken, detailing my car and enjoying my kids oh ya... and watching tv in my spotless house. OR I am a little bit rested riding a tidal wave of 10 loads of laundry, burning Kraft dinner not caught up on blogging and trying really hard to enjoy my kids! So I need to find a middle ground, somewhere between wave riding laundry and none at all. So onto the graduation. That's right Ty is now a preschool graduate! It was so adorable, they had the parents come into the room and there was Ty with his classmates posing for photos! A total red carpet moment, minus the red carpet.



YES I am holding Ty in position for a pose and NO I am not hurting him.

Rylie made friends with a gorgeous little girl, and the little girl made friends with my gorgeous little Rylie.

Ty with his teachers. I know my little muchkin is simply the cutest! His teacher let me in on a secret... Ty is her favourite!!! SHHHH

Ty and Austin showing off their dance moves in a stellar performance.

First Preschool graduation then... Whatever comes next for you Ty Mummy will always be there for you!

LAWYERS LARYNGITIS AND OTHER SUCH THINGS

Yes that's right somehow I have managed to have a whopper of a week without even visiting Burger King! Here's how it went down; last week while Ty was at preschool catching a bacterial eye infection I was at Legal Aid trying to catch a lawyer, so when we me up later that afternoon for a juice box and fruit snacks I discovered the oozing eye and took him to the Dr.
This particular visit to the Dr.'s was funny because it was not our family Dr. and when I walked into the office with four kids I noticed his expression go from -what can I help you with- to -Holy#@!*- I proceeded to sit down, try to extinguish a temper tantrum, kindly explain to Ty that it wouldn't hurt and feed the twins. Well by now he was sweating profusely and he said " I need to excuse myself for a moment I am becoming increasingly anxious watching you with all those kids!!!" So he excused himself, came back in, gave us the prescription and we were off! Within 4 hours Rylie and myself were also sporting oozing eyes.
Awesome I tell myself, as I am telling myself this I realize it hurts to swallow and when I bend over my ears feel as if they will explode. So now I have managed to go to Legal Aid, be a part of the ever growing oozie eye club and participate in the sinus head explosion game! Wow what a day don't ya say? later that night as I wallow in my temporary unhappiness I decide to join the kids for a bowl of mac and cheese. I sit down and SNAP! That's right I broke my flipping dining room chair, so now I lay on the floor with mac and cheese all over me not knowing whether to cry or laugh, quickly deciding that crying would be the better of the two. Ty says "mum, jumpin junebugs what did you do?" I tried to say "I'm fat" but with the whole laryngitis issue it came out very Romanian, confusing the kids even more. They hopped off their chairs, came over to me and at the same time said " we will not tolerate you spilling your noodles, now pick them up". Obviously my pity party was over and there was going to be absolutely no empathy, so I pulled myself together, realized the whole thing was pretty funny, started laughing and picked up my intolerable noodles. Now without getting into too much detail each following day had pretty much the same pattern, a couple disasters followed by Kraft dinner and some laughing, so all in all our nutrition has sucked, but we do have three intact dining room chairs left and our sense of humors.