Sunday, June 11, 2017

Our Love Story| Part 11

"Here's the thing about this love story of ours. Its long. And drawn out. And mushy-gushy. And even a bit cheesy. But it's true. And I've decided to take my time writing it, capturing all the special details of those moments I never want to forget. So if mushy-gushy, cheesy love stories aren't your thing, I totally get that. Just know that I'm writing this as a gift - to my family, and my children, and their future children - and also, for [Parker] and me - so that on those days when the kids are screaming, the laundry is overflowing and the bills are rolling in...on those days when it all just seems so hard, we'll have this to remind us of those first moments when we fell in love. And if sappy, detail ridden love stories are your thing, well then you've come to the right place." -Ashley Stock 

To read the beginning of Our Love Story, click here

April 2011

Parker met my family at the end of the semester when they came to pick me up. My parents had booked a Mexican Riviera cruise the week after school ended so they stopped in Provo to pick me up and stay a couple of nights and I thought it was the perfect opportunity for them to meet my new beau. 

When I mentioned the possible introduction to Parker he seemed a little wary at first but I basically told him that he was meeting them whether he liked it or not haha. 

Everything went super well that night! I loved seeing him with my family and they all really liked him. Especially my sisters. It was so fun to watch Parker interact with them and to see how he could potentially fit in with the fam. We had pizza and my mom impressed Parker with her homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. After a while, it was sadly time to say goodbye. This would be the last time we saw each other for what I thought would be 27 months (you can read my obnoxious and immature post I wrote then here) since Parker would be driving home to Ohio the next day and we were headed on our cruise and then home to Canada. 

The goodbye was painful but so sweet. I really don't remember much other than we lingered in the parking lot for a long time hugging and talking and (I was) crying, trying to put off the inevitable. I remember being so scared at the possibility that I would never see Parker again but also so confident that things would work out between us and we would be together again at some point. 

After I watched him drive away *tear* I went back inside and cried on my mom's shoulder. And I remember telling her, "Mom, I could marry that boy."

Part 10                                                                                                         Part 12 coming soon!

Saturday, June 10, 2017

Cleveland Indians Game 6.9.17

For Parker's birthday last year, we went to a Cleveland Indians baseball game and I fell in love with the atmosphere. There's just something about hot dogs for $1 and fireworks that make me giddy. Oh ya. And the baseball is cool, too, of course! I've never felt so American! Our seats last year weren't great.. they weren't bad, but they weren't fabulous either. So this year for Parker's birthday, my parents and I went in on some better seats for Parker and me to go to the game yesterday and we had so much fun yet again! Thanks, Mom and Pops! And thanks for being born, Parker! Love doing life with you!

We were running late. Like super late and both of us were on edge about it but I wanted so badly for us to have a fun night because Parker has been studying nonstop for the last month (actually 2 years straight pretty much but #boards take his studying to a whole new level). I knew that he didn't necessarily want to take a whole night off of studying so I wanted to make it worth it for him. Turns out that the Cavs were playing next door so we got to watch the Indians beat the White Sox at Progressive Field, then watch fireworks at the same time as watching the Cavs beat the Warriors in game 4 of the NBA finals outside Quicken Loans Arena. It was so much fun and such an adventure!
What do you think of Parker's stache? lol, He shaved and waited for me to notice but I didn't notice until after we were already on our way to the game!

It's a great time to live in Ohio! Go Indians! Go Cavs! O-H-I-O!

Happy Saturday!

xoxo, Chelan

Friday, June 9, 2017


I used to be super duper confident. In high school, I was probably a little too confident. My mom always used to say, "You're your own biggest fan, Chelan!" which was totally true at the time. But at some point in the last 7 years, that has changed. I'm no longer the confident, don't care what anyone else thinks, carefree person that I used to be and I hate that. I hate that I've lost that sense of knowing that I'm awesome and feeling good about myself. I'm not sure what changed or when it changed exactly but I do think that a lot of it has to do with social media. There is so much pressure to look a certain way, to not post too many selfies, to have the best captions, you can't post more than once a day and posting every day is pushing the limits. Like who decides all this stuff anyway?! It's all so damaging and confusing and takes a toll. 

I've been thinking about all of this for a while and have been wanting to share my thoughts about it but couldn't quite figure out how to put my thoughts into words. And then Alison from the Awesome with Alison podcast basically summed up all of my thoughts in her episode she shared a couple of weeks ago called "Confidence is a muscle, let’s WERK IT OUT!" Soooo much in this episode rang true for me and I think everyone should listen to it! 

I won't share it all because that would take forever (but I totally could because it was all so good!) so I've listed a few of my favorite points. 

She talks about how its ok to think that you are beautiful whether that's outer beauty, inner beauty, or both, it doesn't matter. It's ok to have confidence in your beauty and it doesn't mean that you are stuck up just because you know you are a great, beautiful, amazing person. 
Photo via Pinterest

Alison mentions that we need to cut the negative self-talk. I am always the first to say, "I'm a crappy wife" or "I'm a horrible cook". It has to stop! I am a good wife and I try really hard to be a good cook. 
Photo via Pinterest

Another point her husband, Eric, makes that really resonated with me was to not make assumptions. Don't always assume that you are going to fail. Don't assume that there is someone who is better than you because it does not matter. It's a waste of time! You've just got to do your best!

Alison and Eric also share a bunch of other amazing tips for boosting your confidence. So go listen and let's be confident together! The world needs fewer people who tear themselves down and are insecure. It needs more confident people who know that they are awesome and aren't afraid of sharing that awesomeness with the world!

Photo via Pinterest

Disclaimer: Please don't mistake this post as me fishing for compliments because I'm really not. I just know that I cannot be the only one that has these thoughts and feels insecure sometimes. It's something I'm working on and I hope you'll join me!

xoxo, Chelan 

Monday, May 29, 2017

Chelan in the Kitchen

Happy Memorial Day everyone! I'm so grateful to the people (and their families) who have given their lives for this beautiful country so that we can live here freely. Their sacrifice is humbling! I hope your holiday is full of sunshine, great company, and good food!

Speaking of food. I am not a good cook. I don't enjoy it at all. I hate grocery shopping, meal planning, the whole shebang. The only good part about all of that is actually eating but everyone knows that food is soooo much better if you don't have to make it, right?!

So last night my parents were Face timing Parker and me, and we started talking about what a struggle meals are at our place. We had frozen pizza 3 days last week. IN A ROW. 3 separate frozen pizzas one day after another. That's where we are at these days, folks. I was telling my mom that I made roast beef, mashed potatoes with gravy, and vegetables yesterday for Sunday dinner and that I was quite proud of it, but the potatoes were kind of wet... Apparently, I cooked them too long because who knew that that was even a thing?! lol so my mom says, "Not to be rude but how do you mess up mashed potatoes?!" hahaha! Then I got the idea to share a blog post of my favorite cooking blunders because I think they are hilarious and who knows, this post could help someone else who sucks at cooking to know that they aren't alone. Or maybe they can take comfort in the fact that there are worse cooks out there than you. Namely me :). Sooo here you go. Enjoy!

+ I made brownies from a box a couple of months ago and we didn't have any canola oil but we did have olive oil so I used the olive oil and the brownies had a little Italian flare to them. Still edible but really quite gross haha I wouldn't recommend it!

+ We had some pork chops in our freezer from who knows when and I decided that it was time to use them. I don't even remember how I cooked them, only that I took one bite and told Parker to not eat his pork chop because it was nasty.

We didn't have paper towel but we had bacon that needed to be used so I thought, saran wrap will do the same thing right? Wrong. It melted all over the bacon so we couldn't eat it. Whoops!

+ One summer while staying with Parker's grandparents, his grandma had surgery so each of us staying there got a meal to cook/clean up after for the week. Ours was chicken salad which called for like 2 teaspoons of dill weed but I thought it said tablespoons so I dumped a ton of dill weed in. Before we stirred it in, Parker caught it so he was able to scoop some out. I, on the other hand, was mortified and it was after we were newly married so I went to our room and tried not to cry. Parker has had to salvage a lot of my cooking disasters, bless his heart.

+ Parker once mentioned that he really liked pinwheels. I didn't know what they were or how to make them so I looked them up on Pinterest and tried to make them off of the photo because I didn't think to look up an actual recipe?? #facepalm They were the grossest things ever and Parker still ate them because he is a good husband and didn't want to make me feel bad.

+ Soggy meatloaf. I didn't have enough bread but I was already too deep into the recipe to stop and didn't want to go to the store so I kept going. It honestly tasted fine but it was just a bit soggy... haven't tried again since.

+ Last but not least, French toast. I have tried multiple times to make French toast for Parker for breakfast and I fail every time. The milk to egg ratio is always off no matter what recipe I follow or what bread I use and we just get soggy milk bread. It's gross but we laugh every time after I'm finished crying. I have 0 patience in the kitchen and when something goes south, I usually just leave it for Parker to try to fix while I go pout in the bedroom lol.

So there you have it! Do you have any cooking disasters that will put mine to shame? If so, please share! Thanks for reading and happy memorial day!

Also, totally unrelated but flights are booked to visit family this summer and I can hardly wait!!

xoxo, Chelan