Watch Me, But Don’t Look At Me

Chelsea as a three year-old: Dad! Daddy! Come watch my dance! I just made it up! Hurry! Dad: Okay, Pookadella, we're coming! Chelsea: Okay, but you can only watch me...don't look at me, okay? This is a conversation I had with my parents time and time again. When I was just a little girl I…

I Can Only Think About Elephants

As someone whose mind runs on high speed pretty much all the time being in the moment is always something that I thought wasn't accessible to me. I decided I really wanted to puzzle this one out and these are the very early stages of me figuring out how to be in the moment. I…

Our New Friends

A couple of months ago, when Domi started school, he came home and proclaimed, “I found some really cool friends!” I was so excited. We had, had a dry spell when it came to finding friends that lived near-ish to us, that were close-ish to our age that wanted to do the same things we…

Guilt and Gratitude Spiced with Jet Lag

Okay, I am finally home. After three weeks of amazing travels and reuniting with family and friends on the European continent we have returned to our home base. It feels so good to be home, but leaving anywhere is rarely fun. Saying goodbye to people you love is definitely not fun and I am a…

Drunk People Stress Me Out

For an extrovert, I have an incredible amount of social anxiety. Drunk people stress me out. They are unpredictable and sometimes uncontrollable and if there is one thing I can't stand in life it's not being able to foresee what's coming and being able to control the situation...aka what most of life is. One time…

Trust Yourself

One of my favorite people and I had just finished up a lovely dinner together on our way to a concert. We’d been talking about other concerts we’d attended and how insanely expensive tickets can be. I mentioned to her that the most I’ve ever spent on a ticket was to see the musical, Hamilton…

Okay, I will cut you (and maybe me) some slack…

I’m pretty hard on myself and sometimes that translates to me also being hard on other people I come into contact with. I am not the loosey, goosey California girl that takes things as they come and when things get tough says, “Ommmmm.” I am a list-making, on-time running, planner-using nutcase that likes everything to…

So very perfectly imperfect

This week I’ve been thinking a lot about the idea of imperfection and accepting the fact that I am very much imperfect. It’s stupid hard. I would much prefer to be perfect. I would much rather that everything be easy, that my body would look exactly how I want it to (see Tuesday's post...), that I…

Oh yay! I don’t have to be Superwoman!

Okay, so I have a bit of a superwoman complex. My therapist likes to call it “performing for love.” (Ugh, massive eye roll.) I think superwoman complex sounds way cooler. The want to make my parents, husband, clients, co-workers and so many other people, like my teachers and the entire gay community proud, turned me…

You can have it all, just maybe not all at once…

I really, truly believe it is possible to have everything you want in life by believing you can, hard work and not giving up. The world is literally your oyster. However, I also think I would be remiss if I didn’t say I think it’s next to impossible to try and create the whole entire…