Heading into their second season as the stars of HGTV's Down Home Fab, Teen Mom alum Chelsea Houska DeBoer and husband Cole DeBoer are feeling pretty, well, you know.
When they made their debut last year, "We wanted people to take us seriously and prove ourselves," Chelsea explained in an exclusive interview with E! News. But now that they're back (season two premieres March 21 at 9 p.m.), "We're like, 'No, we do know what we're doing. And we're going to come into it confident.'"
But lest they worry they're getting too high on themselves, they have daughter Aubree, 14, at home ready and willing to help.
"She is definitely very opinionated," Chelsea said of Aubree, who she shares with high school ex Adam Lind. "It's so funny, because whatever my style is, she's like, there needs to be records on the wall, posters plastered all over. It's very teenage."
And the high schooler has already given her take on the couple's newest creation, their Down Home by DeBoers decor store that boasts wares with the same edgy chic aesthetic they use to makeover clients' homes. (Plus a section for their own Aubree Says line.)
Recently they all dropped into the South Dakota shop, "And it was the first time she's really seen it completed," explained Chelsea. "I was like, 'What do you think Aubree?' And she said, 'If I ever took over the family business, I'd turn it into a Zumiez.'"
Safe to say seeing her prized storefront transformed into a version of the skate shop chain is not something Chelsea is going to roll with.
Joked the MTV alum, "I was like, 'Okay, well, then you're never taking over the family business.'"
Chelsea can absolutely envision her eldest striking out on her own, though. "Aubree is very creative," she acknowledged. "I could see her doing anything creative, whether it's design or art or anything."
As for the rest of her crew, they may also be down to carry on the DeBoer legacy.
Son Watson, 7, "is so smart and loves to build things," said Chelsea. "So I could see him being definitely a builder." And daughter Layne, 5, affectionately dubbed "Layniac" by the fam, "is so high strung, I could just see her on our demolition crew," joked Cole, "because she's ready to rock and roll."
As for the baby of the family, 3-year-old Walker, "She is so funny," said Chelsea. "She just tags along with the older kids. And she keeps up, too."
In some ways Chelsea and Cole are just along for the ride as well.
Though raising four kids while tending to several thriving businesses is a bit of a study in controlled chaos, "Our kids are very involved, and they get to see our projects," noted Chelsea. "And that's something cool that we get to share, like, look what Mom and Dad are doing, and doing together."
Echoed Cole, "Being able to show our kids and our family what we've created has been awesome."
So, yes, some days they absolutely lose a battle of wills with a teenager ("When they reach 14, you kind of give up," joked Cole) and others they come to terms with the fact that not allowing Aubree to have a public Instagram account means they are so not Gucci. "I'm just very protective of her having social media and what gets put out there," explained Cole, "and also just the people that follow her."
But, mostly, they spend their days feeling grateful AF.
"I think it's important to be happy with where you are and see where you can grow in that space," explained Chelsea. "I love HGTV. I would love to do, like, 20 seasons. And I'm so proud of our store that we're opening. And I think really focusing on this right now is our goal."
Well, that, and taking the time to appreciate everything they've quite literally built.
"We're creating so many awesome projects and working with so many amazing people," acknowledged Cole. "But being able to do that with Chelsea has made it even better."
As for his bride of seven years, she tries not to spend too much time reflecting on just how far she's come from her single teen mom days.
"If I think about it too much I cry," Chelsea shared. "But it is really cool. And it's really cool that whole journey was documented, too. I feel like a lot of times in your life, you go through things, but you don't really remember it, you kind of just block it off. But to be able to see the entire journey, you are almost able to be more grateful for it."
Her existence now is such a dream come true, "literally once a day I'm like, 'I'm just so thankful for this life,'" said Chelsea. "And that Cole and I get to do this together, I'm always just so thankful."
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Mysterylover Watches Bleach Episodes 310-342 "Our Leads are All Grown Up"
1. Man, interesting how the OP plays differently now that we know what so many of those cuts mean. Like why Rangi is crying onto Gin. Dammit Ichi why couldn't you have been like five minutes earlier.
2. Damn so much destruction to the city now. Anyway we get some confirmation that Una has saved the Blonde Twins or hopefully has. That's nice.
3. And Kenny and RukiBro are OK too! Kenny reunites with Tiny Pink Shinigami - Yachiru, that's her name. Yay! But those antics end as we cut to Ichigo.
4. Ichi and Ura get to talk and apparently Ichi's friends know the truth now, thank god. No more Memory modification spells.
5. And Ichi's bummed because he gave up his powers. i feel you man, anyone would be. But hey at least you saved us from more Aizen monologuing! (for now).
6. Ichi is theorizing that Aizen just gave up. And feeling bad for him. Because are you a real shonen hero if you aren't feeling bad for the supervillain?
7. ORIHIME!!!!!! And the whole crew is here!! Ruki Renji Chad and Uryuu too!!!
8.Orihime is like "YOU GOT A FAB HAIRCUT I DIDN'T RECOGNIZE YOU" and Rukia is grinning at her like "that's my girl". Ichigo then falls over. Orihime hurry up and heal him.
9. Dammit we're cutting away to something else. OOH AIZEN'S GETTING SENTENCED TO PRISON AND WHAT?! I thought he was sealed up dammit now he can monologue more. Which he IMMEDIATELY does.
10. Anyway we cut over to poor Rangi who looks depressed. Gee I wonder why. Eff you Aizen. Also Hitsuu who is very very cold. And Rangi has a sad Gin montage. To stab me in the feels. And she says THE L WORD OMG.
11. BACK TO ICHIGO AND THE CREW. Thank God. They're at Rukia's place. And Ichi's been out 10 days holy crap. And yup they all know he gave up his powers.
12. Oh and his hair is shorter now. Rukia exposits about what's happening. He'l pass out again and then lose the powers for good. Darn that's rough buddy.
13. But he's dealing with it! Yay that's our protag. He's just happy everyone made it out ok. And Uryuu's like "bae you're gonna lose your powers that is not ok"
14. Ichi's just taking it like a pro. Damn he's so mature. Proud of this guy. And now he wants to see all their friends. Like the mature, kindhearted shonen lead he is. Holy crap.
15. 342 HAS A NEW OP! Which I think has to do with the filler arc I skipped over. But hey, new oP! Anywy the filler arc I skipped appears to be part of this episode so I'm just gonna skip it and try to guess where the filler ends and canon begins.
16. OK seems to be the end of episode 342. We go back to the room we left behind at the end of 310. And the Crew is looking sadly at Ichi as he loses his powers.
17. And he says Rukia's presence is fading away. That's depressing. Without his pressure he can't see dead people anymore. So they have to say goodbye.
18. Ruki is a tsundere about it. And tries to cheer him up by promising to stalk him. OH SHIT SHE REALLY IS DISAPPEARING.
19. Wait Hime and the others can still see her right? DAMN THO THIS IS SAD.
20. And we end on Ichi staring at nothing. DAYUM THAT'S DEPRESSING. And a sad Rukia montage. BUT SHE'S NOT DEAD OR ANYTHING THOUGH BUT WHATEVER LET'S HAVE A FRIENDSHIP MONTAGE OF ICHIGO AND RUKI GOOFING OFF.
21. So yes I am going to see the next arc! People were asking about that. I'm fine with seeing what comes next. This was a good arc, but there's still, in my opinion, loose threads open. Aizen's not dead yet and I'm sure he's itching to get back to monologuing. The supporting characters have yet to have closure on their arcs - Rukia kinda has, but Uryu and Hime haven't. And now Tatsuki knows! I wanna see that world, where Tatsuki's part of Team Ichigo. So yep, still needing closure on Bleach, not gonna stop now.
22. And also, thinking about this arc. I think it was good, but definitely overlong and needed to give some more closure to the Arrancars. (WHERE THE HELL IS GRIMMJOW?! OR Nel for that matter). So hopefully we'll see that going forward. Onto the next arc!
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Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes)
Just a feeling I've got (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You are just what the doc ordered
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me rap-bot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his, nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with)
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match
With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'
Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
And at the exact same time
I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that
I'll still be able to break a motha-fuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic
I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow?
All I do is drop F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully constructing this master piece as
Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the Earth like an asteroid
Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (Pew)
MC's get taken to school with this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme"
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac
N.W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Blow up and be in a position
To meet Run-D.M.C
Induct them into the mothafuckin' Rock 'n
Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of (Shame)
You fags think it's all a game, 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?
Little gay-lookin boy
So gay I can barely say it with a 'straight' face, lookin' boy
You're witnessing a mass-occur
Like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say, looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy
I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy
I'ma work for everything I have, never ask nobody for shit
Get outta my face, looking boy
Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable of keeping up
With the same pace, looking boy
Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton-no Asgard, Asgard
So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm toting
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead
But I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
I'm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me my honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere
In this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to
Maybe try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I, was king of the underground
But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to censor you like that one line
I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP 1
When I tried to say: "I'll take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine"
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal
Coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004, though
And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
You write normal? Fuck being normal
And I just bought a new raygun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Singing to a man while they played piano
So Ray J went straight to the radio station
The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!"
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you and
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a mothafuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
"Oh, he's too mainstream"
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
"It's not hip-hop, it's pop"
'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
"I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what words to use"
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurting you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice
Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
But look at the accolades, these skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to
When I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boyz
Still "Chunky but Funky"
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic
To the situation and understand the discrimination
But fuck it
Life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women
How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan
It's a fatal mistake
If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation
To trip abroad
And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard
Be a king? Think not
Why be a king when you can be a God?
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