Haiti Video Premier

People Water had the screening of their Haiti Project tonight, and I love it so much I have to premier it here, too.
Dare I say its my favorite video thus far? Yup.
Its my favorite.
Enjoy!

Humble Abode

Here's my house! 

3 bedrooms, 2 full baths, and two underground parking spaces.

I love it. I'm actually sad to be leaving it. If you're interested in renting, you can e-mail me at weslie.christensen@gmail.com

The origin of LoveCHUG

OK...to begin let me tell you I am laughing out loud.  I really am.

I ran into my friend at the gym and we started talking about my blog and she confessed she googled "what does love chug even mean?"...her friends have all asked each other too...what is a love chug?

So, then I go onto my account and look under my key word searches, and low and behold...it's there. 

"What does love chug mean?"

I cannot believe this is being googled.

So, I'm just going to say it.

Yup....I'm claiming it. 

I said it first....

I made it up!

[cringing]

It all happened 6ish years ago...

I was working at my Father-in-law's brothers gas station, Gas-n-Go.

I was at the cash register when all of a sudden a lady comes up to buy her 32oz, and a puppy nose is peeking out of her coat sleeve.

A puppy in her SLEEVE!

I was dying!

I immediately:
- grab the puppy,
-fall in love with the puppy,
-give her the drink for free (Uncle Mark, it was 'free refill Wednesday' or something like that. Promise),
-and snuggle the puppy until it was uncomfortable for the owner and myself.

Then I, sadly, gave the pup back to the owner and asked her what this little ball of
wrinkly/squishy/adorablness was,
and she said,

"Its a chug...a Chihuahua and Pug mix"

And with that-the birth of CHUG happened.
Well, my kind of 'chug' at least, because from that point on- everything in my life I loved, or thought was cute was immediately re-named CHUG.
Chug was not a puppy...Chug was a feeling. The best feeling in the World.

Not too long after this experience, I found myself holding my dear, sweet newly wedded husband's hand on a doctor office bed with an ultrasound technician poking and prodding my growing belly....and there we saw it for the first time....

A tiny, little kidney bean with arms and alien head.

It was so cute.

It was so tiny.

It was my CHUG.

It was our LOVE CHUG!

Weeks later, even when we found out that Zuri was a girl, I continued to call our little bundle of unborn joy, CHUG.

Our families followed suit and it has stuck ever since.

So, there you have it. The origin of chug....I, hereby, give you all the rights to use it as you wish.

Whats up, Buttercup?

Whew...I'm tired. 

Moving is a lot of work.

And I haven't even packed a box yet...oops.

The mental toll it takes to figure out all the logistics, and the middle of the night lightning bolt "to do"  thoughts that wake me up out of a dead sleep are all SO taxing. 

I'm pretty sure I have mentally checked out of my lovely home in Utah, and am ready to get on with our new adventure.

So, with all this SF school district mumbo jumbo, number crunching, and Craigslist searching I have forgotten to catch you guys up on few things.

FIRST!  

The Skinny Confidential.

My all time fav health and fitness inspiration blog, ever.

I wrote a bit on my 10 Golden Rules of Spray Tanning just awhile back and you can
check it out HERE.
Really guys, stay out of the sun.  Its so important!

SECOND!

Small Fry

Remember wayyyyy back when, when I said I would let you know when the interview with Zuri was up?

Well, its up and soooo dang cute.
There's one part where they ask her what her Dad always says and her exact answer was,
"Nothings. Sometimes even bad words."
bah! hahahahaha!
Ultimate public dis done by a 4 year old.

Anyways, read it HERE.

PS...those Small Fry girls are onto something big. I have a good feeling about it....

THIRD!
I was serious about anyone wanting to rent my house.
Tell your mama, your sisters, your boyfriends, your gardner....spread the word.
-Its available.
-Its adorable.
-Its giving me an ulcer.
Maybe I should get pictures up?
...tomorrow

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Off the Hanger

MIA CHICA x MIMI CHICA

I am excited to start doing an OFF THE HANGER for MINI'S.

 

You can find Mimi Chica and Mia Chica at any Nordstroms or at mimichica.com.

Happy Thanksgiving!

It's the night before Thanksgiving and what did we do? A lot.

I braved the grocery store with the kids trying to find everything for green bean casserole, Bronson finished up on last minute work, we went to Cubby's for dinner, then we came home and put the babes to bed.

After cleaning the house and preparing for our feast tomorrow, Mr. Christensen and I found ourselves in an impromptu gangsta ass, Weezy F Baby dance-a-thon. Hahaha...it was so funny.

I love nights like tonight.

Then it got me thinking....I thought about Thanksgiving and how it's actually tomorrow. Time has flown! I really cant believe it. And I start thinking of where I was a year ago from today...

The beginning of 2012 was probably the hardest time I've ever had personally. It took me completely losing my sense of self to find out who really I am. All the parts of me.

It was hard. It sucked a lot of the time, actually. There were things I didn't want to dive into, but I did. And I'm so glad I did.

I look at where I am today and I see how my whole entire world has changed. The people around me, the things around me, the places I go to… Those things-those people-those places, they haven't changed...but my feelings on them have. My feelings on myself have changed.

I opened my soul and my eyes this past year, and the biggest difference since doing so is my feeling of gratitude. The people in my life are so amazing...I have so much love and support all around me and my family. The opportunities we've had this year are endless it feels like! We have great health, a good home, food and water, and are happy. I see all these great things around me more clearly now and I am so grateful for it all.

So, maybe what I'm trying to say is that if you're not feeling 100% this holiday season, don't give up. One measly year can make all the difference in the world if you let it.

Happy Thanksgiving!

And if you didn't believe me about the thugged out dance-a-thon... Well, here ya go...
(ps....if you're easily offended by the B word, or have your babies in the room-don't watch this. Its Weezy-what can I say?)

Dancing to weezyF

from Weslie christensen on Vimeo.

Copes birthday

My cutie pie nephew, Cope, turned 2 just awhile back and had the best little birthday party ever! His mama, Kylie, did such a good job.

Yes, he is abnormally cute, and yes, I am aware we are blessed with extraordinarily beautiful babies in this family.

 I don't get it, but we'll take them!

I have a strange talent for making cakes so I offered to make Cope's Brobee cake....and I have to say, I think that cake is my most bestest creation.

HAHA. If you havent watched this bad lip reading you won't get it.....so watch it! 

We lub you Copeykins!