Emmy Rossum - Slow Me Down

Have you ever heard this? She's the girl from Phantom of the Opera and I discovered that I loved her about 2 years ago then, rudely, forgot all about her. the live version is better than this one even... Im mildly obsessed.

Another current obsession: GAGA. ooooo la la. I didnt see it coming and then all of a sudden I watched Born this Way, and the next thing I know Im googleling birthday and favorite color. ha. P.S. have you seen her with Andersen Cooper? Pure entertainment in my husbandless life right now. Love her

My little girl isn't so little.

So earlier today I sent this picture to Bronson to show off Zuri's new favorite fashion "must have" item (can you guess what they are?).....and he didn't know it was Zuri in the picture at first glance. WHAT!? He thought it was my 7 year old sister, Haidyn. This almost made me cry because as I looked at the picture again I realized she really does look old. She IS old. She getting tall and lean and tells me to leave her alone now whenever I'm hovering =(.

But then we went to the McDonald playplace 10 minutes later and she peed her big girl underwears while playing somewhere in the huge structure. haha....I was happy in a sense that it brought me back to reality and quickly reminded she's only two and a half and is still my baby who has accidents afterall. She was so upset that she couldnt play in her soaking wet pants that I took her to the bathroom, got her nakey, then tied a jacket around her waist and called it skirt. I just might be labeled bad mother for this one...? Oh well-she had fun!

Oh! and some good...well GREAT FANTASTIC FABULOUSLY MORE WONDERFUL NEWS! ......I got a job! And a job I've always dreamed for actually. I will be an Esthetics Intructor starting April. Im so excited to teach that I can't sleep at night because I constantly am thinking of lesson plans and activities that the students will (hopefully) love. Plus, its been the godsend of a distraction from focusing on being sick 24/7. The end is nearing though. I just feel it.

Im having another baby

The new munchkin is due to arrive October 4th! Everyone in the world already knows so we just decided to stop keeping a secret and let the cat out of the bag. Im 10 weeks and feeling sucky as exepected, so my days consist of laying down mostly and when I get up..I throw up. Its great! Im also 100% sure all my muscles have atrophied and my esophogus is surely going to disinigrate if this sickness does not leave me within the next two weeks. I'm hopeful!

Yay for little Christensen rugrat #2!

holy freakin moly.

Top 7 reasons why I fell off the the face of the blogging world for the last 3 weeks:

1) Mama's been sick.

2) We've had visitors:
-Landon, Bronson's Brother
-Kami and Shane, our dating lovebird friends
-Auntie Jerri and her new husband, Marc +a whole lot of children +Luze who is their Colombian nanny/my new best friend.
-And finally, Grandma Tammy and Grandpa Kyle who have spoiled us absolutely rotten for 4 days straight.
-see....lots and lots of visitors.

3) Auntie Jerri and Marc decided to invite us on their family honeymoon to Disney Land, then to Sea World, then back to Disney Land! They, too, spoiled us completely rotten and I feel like I must have done something good at some point in my life to have gotten such amazing treatment. Im seriously liking new uncle Marc...three days straight of complete fairytale magic and family lovin.... It really couldn't have been more fun.

4) We got rid of our nightmare dog, formally known as Puppyface Baloo Bear. Senor Puppykins turned into a vicious shoe chewing, toy ruining, barking nonstop, peeing everywhere dog disaster. Enough said. So we found a lovely little lady and 9 year old girl who were happy to take him off our hands. And if you're wondering about Zuri....well, she didn't even shed a tear. She was just as sick of him as the rest of us. Trust me.

5)It was Bronson's birthday on the 17th!....happy birthday, my love! I love love love love you...and I suck for not giving you you're own massive birthday love post.

6)Oh and two boys moved in with us...

7)ohhh and I'm moving to Utah tomorrow.

thats all!

hahah....yes, My whole entire life has turned upside down in just less than 2 1/2 weeks. And this, my friends, is an understatement.

We made the decision that I would go back to good old Utah to work a bit, make some extra cash, and hang out with humans here and there.....and maybe even get a car, when I started to (almost) watch 2:30 soap operas. And when Zuri started showing signs of this new phobia of leaving the house/ not wanting to interact with people, I new it was time for a change. Since were tied to our lease with no options of leaving, we knew Brons would stay here to keep working at Gstar and figure out all his business "stuff" thats going on, while I have some family time and options to work back home while not putting Zu Princess in daycare. (ps.....i need a job. Lemme know if you know of any!)

Right about the time this decision was made...our good friends Cody and Jef announced they were moving out here and looking for a place to live. Wellllllll, how absolutely perfect would it be if they moved into our house and split rent!? Too perfect. Its meant to be. Really, it is.

So the last 2 weeks have been the craziest and funnest 2 weeks ever. Jef and Cody have been rays of sunshine in my day to day life, and I don't think they'll ever fully understand how much I loved living with them. Like I said earlier...I've been feeling yucky forever so they do my dishes, entertain ZuZu Lady, get us food, watch American Idol with me, make me laugh all the time, and I just all around love them. So, I guess this is my big public THANK YOU!

On a depressing note, leaving my husband is the suckiest of all that sucks. I want to force him to come with....I really do. And I know he'd rather be with us, too...But so much is happening here that we have to stick it out and just see what happens. I cant explain what makes this crazy decision feel right, but it just does. I think it will pay off in the end-and I'm praying that it will. So, in the mean time were planning a lot of skype dates and keeping our eyes peeled for great flights.

Is my life a roller coaster or what? If I weren't me I would totally read this blog just to see what happens next haha. I'm anxiously awaiting the answers myself.....

My Sweet Wilbert Cat

Zuri has decided to be a cat named Wilbert

Wilbert is fluffy like Baloo, and white....and a boy. She has told me this.

When she's not Wilbert the fluffy white kitty cat then she is BuzzBo the bumble bee and likes to sting me with her butt all the time. I HAVE to yell "ouch!" reallllly loud every time I get stung.

Then there is Rufus the mean dragon.

Who blows fire on Puppy when the puppy is being bad.

and drinks lots of water cause having fire in your mouth is so SPICY, duh.

I can thank Dragon Hunters on Netflix for this current obsession.

And finally,

Shes Strawberry Shortcake who loves watering things with a tiny teapot watering can.

I cant shorten her name to Strawberry.... because then I get,

"MOM! my name ez straberry short CAKE! don't say strawberry!"

okay miss feisty bum.....

Wilbert is the nicest and easiest to put to sleep so I like him the best. When I want her to do something that she usually puts up a fight with, like brushing hair...or teeth, then I call Mr. Wilbert and ask him to be my nice kitty cat. And viola!.....brushing teeth turns into fun.

Strawberry Shortcake is the worst and I cringe when I feel her coming on.

Shes high-maintenance and always needs water in her tiny watering can and fake berries and plants to pick.....I'd rather be stung by BuzzBo than deal with princess Strawberry Shortcake.

The make believe stage is in full effect, people.

* and I forgot, I am supposed to blog about Jerry Sloan leaving the Jazz. When Bronson found out he said, "you have to blog about Jerry Sloan!" He's heartbroken I think.

weird......I know. But he's never, not ever, asked me to blog about anything. Never even really mentions my blog. So brons, this if for you.

Sloan left the JAZZ! what!?

Zu @ The Park

Umm, Just call me Michelle from the Bachelor.

Because I woke up with a black eye.

But I, unlike Michelle, at least now how mine came about.

I was watching a Netflix doc late at night like always (called, The Horse Boy... totally loved it. Its about an autistic boy and his journey in Mongolia to try to be healed. Try it out.) but anyways, I was laying down flat with the laptop propped up on my bent legs. Mr. Baloo Baby Puppykins Furball Cub-Face was munching on my hair way up on my pillow and he was starting to bug, bad. So, I swatted him away and while doing so, I tipped my legs forward which made the laptop lose its balance and come crashing down right on my cheekbone/eye socket.

I literally cried. It hurt sooooo bad. I tried to wake Bronson up but he was as good as dead. So I cursed at the damn dog and just held my eye.

I hoped I would have a black eye in the morning just for proof (and to justify my crying fit), so I was pleasantly surprised to wake up to a decent shiner. I feel pretty tough walking around the streets of LA with black eye....lemme tell ya.