Would you could you join the dance?

I was sitting in choir talking to one of my friends about the music during a break from singing, when two girls came in the room with a delivery of flowers. I thought OK, what ever, those are probably for Lauren (who always gets something delivered that all the other girls want), no big deal, that's what everyone thought. So, Mrs. Nelson asks who the flowers are for and the girl says Chelsea Robertson.

Wait, did I hear that right? That's what Mrs. Nelson thought as well, she repeated the girl and the girl said yea (did I say someone else's name, no I said Chelsea). The class bursts into a roar of confusion, "who's sending Chelsea flowers?" "wait, those are for Chelsea?" Then Ben asked, "Chelsea, is it your birthday?" My answer was no (this was still well before April came around). Well by that time I had the flowers and was starting to read the note in them. Ben asked again, "Is someone asking you to prom?"

Yes by now my face was bright red because I had the attention of the entire class and I don't really like to be the center of attention, especially when everyone wants to know what's going on and I don't even know the full story.

"Yes, someones asking me to prom" I say getting choked up with shyness (why is it that I have to be shy when It's really inconvenient, I mean I'm really not that shy of a person). Then Mrs. Nelson asks the question that everyone wants to know, who. Still stricken with shyness, I tell his name, Calvin (no I don't know his last name because I can't pronounce it, let alone spell it, which had the class in an uproar again). Finally Ben asks the last question, "Whats your answer?"

"Yes" I said. Then Mrs. Nelson tried to get the class back on track, but no one was really paying attention to the music anymore, let alone anything we had been working on in class that day, at least it was toward the end of the period so it wasn't like we missed out on the entire class because I got flowers and asked to Prom.

Choir

A year ago last week I was in Spain and Portugal with Choir. It was sad for those of us in choir who went because we were sitting in class saying "this time last year we were..." about the different things we had done. We had our Benefit Concert the day (and a year) after we got back. There were many talented members of the choir who were able to show off their talent.

So I was looking around...

So, Mom wanted me to look a recipe up on a blog so that she could make it for dinner (she may want a late lunch, I'm not sure). I decided to look around and see what my siblings have posted on their blogs. Little did I know that almost all of them are subscribed to my blog, but I haven't posted anything yet. So, hello to everyone reading this and welcome to my Blog, I have finally posted something.

My name is Chelsea and I have three older sisters who I love very much and a brother who is closer to me than any one else in the world. My oldest sister is getting married soon and I am looking forward to the wedding and having Jack be part of our family (he is a really great guy and I tell all of my friends that my sister couldn't have a better match if she was the main character in a book).

I was able to go to Spain and Portugal this last February with my school's choir and Canada with my parents in March. I think that I should go to Mexico to round off my trips to foreign Countries for the year. I went Skiing with some girls from church in Big Bear in March, which was a lot of fun!!! I visited two of my sisters after school got out for the summer and had a blast with both of them. When I got home from my sisters' I turned around and drove up to Zion National Park with another group of friends from church and hiked the Narrows (bottom up for those who want to know which of the two hikes we took) for the first time. We also went trail riding near Bryce Canyon we rode the horses along the edge of the Canyon. That was an amazing two days with beautiful sights.
Well, I may blog more about some of this later, but for now I'm done. Have a great day! thank you for reading my blog