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WWW.SERIOUSLYSHELLIE.COM

Breaking up

I loved you
you were good to me
well except for the time I tried to switch my blog name
and then my old blog name turned into a russian porn site
and people still didn't have the links changed
and they thought I was taking my Russian obsession a little far

I've outgrown blogger. I need more options. I'm sorry baby its time for me to go. Time for me to move on with my blog. so I found wordpress. and I formed a new blog. I'm sorry adventures
*please leave my toothbrush on the tire. bye.


P.S.
wanna see my new hair color? come check it out here.


P.S.

make sure to update your link to me. I am now switching my blog over to a .com site

www.seriouslyshellie.com

*quote from "The Office" in case you didn't know. Angela said it to Dwight when they broke up. because he killed her cat Sprinkles by stuffing it in the freezer.

just one of those days

today is just one of those days where I want to flip off the world and yell "bite me" as loud as I can.

and its all due to the fact that I dyed my hair this morning
and now I look like this....




it didn't help that I also dyed my eyebrows and they look like two black mustaches above each eye!

I'm going to try wearing my glasses today to church to cover up my eyebrows. hopefully it works.

last one I swear! well at least for a really long time

I did get to MAKE A WISH while I had cancer. A whole crew came in and transformed my bedroom into a pink and white fantasy wrapped in cotton candy. It was awesome!

but that's not what this is going to be about.

This is about my original Make A Wish wish that I now know why they couldn't grant it... but at the time it really broke my heart.

When I was diagnosed with cancer we lived in Rigby Idaho. Primary Children's Medical Center was located in Salt Lake City Utah. So every week my mom and I would make the trek to Utah. It's a 3 hour drive. And if any of you have driven from Rigby to Salt Lake you know the area... its mostly just hills and fields.

My favorite memories are driving down to Utah with my mom.

I'd make a nest in the backseat with pillows and quilts and some stuffed animals. (before the days that seat belts were cool... well at least in Idaho they still hadn't caught on yet)

I could sleep, I could read, we'd stop at a truck stop for some drinks and gas, we'd sing songs on the radio, we'd play car games. It was so much fun just hanging out with my mom.

I felt good, I wasn't in pain, I wasn't throwing up, I wasn't getting needles stuck in me, and I wasn't dragging around an I.V. pole. and the funny thing is in the car, riding down to the hospital, it didn't feel like anything bad was going to happen to me. it was like the calm before the storm.

And my favorite thing to do driving down... was day dream. I had this one major day dream that just kept going and going and every time we made that trip it got bigger and bigger.

It started when someone from Make A Wish contacted us and told me that they were going to grant a wish for me. They gave me a couple of weeks to think about it and that someone would come to the house to meet me. Well I couldn't believe it and from that moment on I had one wish and one wish only.

To have a horse.

I know I know...girls love horses... big deal. No, I mean having a horse was like my truest desire in all my heart. I read about horses, I dreamt about them, I walked out in the fields behind our house just to look at neighbors horses. My sister and I even cleaned out an old barn behind our house and stocked it with carrots to try to catch our own horse.

So driving down to Utah I'd look out the window and just daydream about my horse. Not like daydream and think

"hmm I wonder what my horse will look like or hmm what will I name my horse?"

I would totally envision myself riding the horse on the hills and the fields we were passing.

I'd be sitting tall and wearing a pair of dark jeans, a white button down shirt with those riding boots over my jeans. you know those english boots? and I had really long hair that was all flowy like. oh and I totally envisioned myself older like 18... (hey when you are 13 being older was like really cool :)

so as we were driving I'd look out the window and see myself ... the older... cooler... prettier version (with long flowy hair) , riding this amazing horse. Sometimes the horse was black, sometimes brown, but most of the time I envisioned her as a palomino. :) and I'd see this girl looking so beautiful and so happy that it made me feel so happy and gave me a lot of hope.

Sometimes when we got to the top of a pass I'd look out and see her on a mountain top farther up the way... she'd be waiting at the top looking back at me and motion for me to follow. Then.... the horse would do some cool thing... like in Man from Snowy River and rear back and prance her front hooves in the air!!!! Oh man even thinking about it gives me chills :)

And I totally would want to wave back at her.

I'm here!!!

I can see you too!!!

I'll be you soon!!!
As soon as I get my wish :)

So then Make A Wish contacted us and we had a meeting. I remember sitting across from this lady and she said,

"Shellie we want to grant you one wish. What wish do you want to come true"

My heart felt like it was going to explode!

Here goes... in one breath it came out...

"A horse!"

and her face that was all smiley just seconds before... fell. She tried to recover, put her smiley face back on while nodding, but in that instant I knew.

I would never get a horse.

"Well... we'll have to see about that... I don't know if that one is possible honey. Is there anything else... Disneyland, a cruise?"

no.
nothing.
that was my only wish.


I kept it together though, I didn't cry, and I didn't act sad.

"Yeah Disneyland... hmmm how about this... what about that..." we all went around with different ideas. and finally I put the idea out for a room makeover because I thought it would be fun. and it was

the next drive to Utah wasn't as fun...
but the thing is that day dream was still so strong that I still saw it.
I can still see it.

and it still does give me hope :)

Chapter 2

So I'm going to start writing a book its going to be called

Klassy Kids get Kancer

JK

I really hate when things are spelled lame like that.

like

Qwik Stop

or

Kute Kutz


I mean really? Like do you really think that spelling it different is going to bring value to your business, and make you stand out and be memorable? Really?


But for real maybe I should write a book. But I'd have to get an illustrator. So Jessie B. are you cool with that? I'll give you like 10 bucks.

So with out further ado... here's chapter Two.

Eyeballs keep falling out of my Head

One day I started a chemo treatment. I have no idea what in the world it was called. but it did have this symbol on every bag.







I remember it was so strong (I think they scraped off some scum from a pond at Cherynoble for it) that they had to diffuse it over I think a week? For that one round. Because if not I'd be swiss cheese and whistle when I walk.

One of the side effects was that it would burn your eyeballs, make them shrivel up and fall out of your head.
The only cure... a special eye drop (that also kinda burned!!!) that had to be placed every 2 hrs. on the dot.

So during the day... for a week... every 2 hrs my nurse would come in. This particular nurse I'll never forget. Her name was Paige and she was a RAUNCH. Seriously. I think she hated me and I pretty much hated her. That's kinda weird to hear I bet. I mean people who are in the Nursing field are usually really loving caring people... especially if you are a pediatric nurse... who are working with termial kids. I wish I had enough guts back then to say to her
"Don't Hate, Appreciate" or something like that. I really don't know what her deal was... but she always gave me the dirtiest looks.

So anyway... every 2 hrs I'd be sitting there with my head tilted back, eyes open, she'd walk in, she drip the drops in, she'd walk out. we wouldn't even talk to each other most times.

Well one day she wasn't there. Come to find out she had traded shifts with the night nurse. Which really sucked to find out because nights were really hard to go through during these specific chemo rounds...

I'd get to sleep only to be woken up every 2 hrs to put the drops in so I wouldn't be blind, then it would burn and make me want to scratch my eyes out, and then I'd have to lie there and wait for the burning to go away... and try to fall back asleep... only to be woken up again!

My night nurses were always cool. One was a lady whose name I don't remember but she loved Labrador dogs. She had lab coffee mugs, lab watch, lab scrubs, lab calander (but oddly she didn't even own a lab!) (jk she did I think 3 of them)
Well whenever she woke me up she'd be all sweet about it...
"Shellie honey... wake up..." and she rub my arms or my bald head until I gently arose.

So when I found out Paige was working that shift I was like Oh man! tonight is going to suck hard core. because I knew there wasn't going to be any "shellie honey wake up" it was going to be "Shellie! its time for your drops" or something like that. But then almost immediatly a light bulb went off...

I knew the perfect way to get even.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. before she started her shift. I laid in bed with the covers pulled over me for 2 hrs.

waiting

waiting

waiting


Then I heard the door open.

I could sense light from the hallway coming in but other than that it was pitch black.

I could hear her coming closer and then she was unscrewing the top off the eyedrops and placing it on the side table.

Right when she was about to lift the blankets back

I sprung up and yelled
"Aaaahhhhhh" like right in her face.

she jumped and screamed and ran out of the room.

and then I laid there so happy... I couldn't even laugh or anything. Seriously one of the proudest moments of my life.

and she never came back in for the rest of the night to give me my eyedrops. its a miracle they didn't shrivel up and fall out of my head :)

Poop Song (with new picture)

oh yeah you know its going to be a good one when the title of the post is
"poop song" yay!

so remember when I started that tradition where at any random time I'd post something embarrassing that happened to me.

well guess what Its that time again. everyone get ready....

You know with all this talk now I've GOT TO DELIVER!!! Crap Balls. The PRESSURE!!!

FREEEEEDOM!!!

I love to throw some Braveheart into Dramatic situations. :)


so ya'll know I had cancer right? You know thinking about it I don't play my cancer card enough... I should probably think of some ways I can get stuff from that. :)
Maybe I'll write a book like Lance Armstrong or something. just a thought... seriously though... if I wrote a book would you buy it?
what if it came with a photo section???

So just so you know the upcoming words are going to be in this post... just in case you want to stop reading. If you do stop reading I will find out!... exactly in the same way how I found out who VOTED NO in my little "Will you go out with me" poll!!!

Bowel Movement
Poop
Constipation
Laxative
Enema
Hot Doctor
Shellie

But they are ALL used in a medical way. If you use any sort of bad word in a medical way you are cleared.

So one day I was at Primary Children's for another round of Chemo. (by the way one of the reasons I would love to write a book for kids with cancer is because when I found out I was going to be given chemo I thought I would be strapped in a chair and a room would be filled with gas. Seriously. How TERRIFYING is that!!! so I would love to write something to show what to expect on a kid level)


So back to my story...

I was laying in bed. I was watching some movie. Probably Free Willy or something. and in walks my nurse.

"Shellie have you been able to go to the bathroom lately?"

"yeah"

"No Shellie have you been able to take a bowel movement?"

"Yeah" (uhhh no... how did she know!!!)

"I don't think you have. Is your stomach hurting you?"

"nope I'm fine"

".... Okay... well I'll check up on you soon!'

She leaves and I turn up my volume on my bed right at the part where the whale jumps over the kid and that Micheal Jackson song comes on...
FREEEDOM!

Then like 10 minutes later she comes back in... with my Dr... and another dude who is a Doctor? And he's hot...and young... and in scrubs. (if you ever want to improve your looks get into a pair of scrubs... its a universal truth they make you hotter)

So they are standing there all looking at me.
My Dr is like
"Shellie we think you are constipated from the chemo"

My eyes get really big and my mouth hangs open. Oh my gosh did he just say "constipated"? I feel my face get really red.


"Uh no I'm fine"


"Shellie its okay... it happens when you are on such strong medication. It throws systems out of sync sometimes"

"This is Dr. Hotty. He's a resident here. He would like to check you out. Is that okay with you" Says my evil Dr.

Dr. Hotty smiles at me. Oh my gosh I'm in LOVE...

Oh geez I can tell this is some how going to end very bad. very very bad.

Dr. Hotty walks over to me.

"Hi Shellie, I'm Dr. Hotty, I'm wearing scrubs, Did I mention I am really good looking?" Flashes me amazing smile "Would it be okay if I touch your stomach and see whats going on?"

Oh my gosh this is not happening to me.

"uh okay"

Dr. Hotty rubs his hands together and blows on them to warm them up.

I am going to pass out.

I lift up my shirt and he starts massaging my stomach.

"Hmmm... yes.... just what we thought"

"You've got a lot of poop in there. You are constipated"

Please dear lord take me now. I want to die. Seriously! Take ME NOW!

I didn't even know what to say. I think I blacked out or something.

Then he steps back and starts singing (HONEST! I am NOT EXAGGERATING ON THIS PART AT ALL)

"You've got some poop in there and you need to get it out. Poop poop poop! Poop Poop Poop."

OH MY GOSH! I HAVE FIGURED IT OUT..... I HAVE DIED... I AM IN HELL!!!

I seriously didn't know what to do... I looked for my nurse. Please help me... save me from this embarrassment!!!!

"Shellie how about we give you a laxative to drink and if nothing happens we'll have to give you an enema." says evil Nurse

"okay" anything just get Dr. Hotty out of here.

they leave.

Nurse comes back in with two bottles of laxative.

I chug them like I'm at a bar in some chugging contest.

"Shellie I'll need to see your Bowel Movement"

"Just you or the Dr's too?"

"Just me"

oh thank goodness!

So yes the laxative did work. it was the smallest squirrel poop you ever did see but I didn't have to get an enema by Dr. Hotty

THE END

Guest Blogging

I'm over at Shan's blog today while she's on vacay in Mehico!

Come see what's up and get to know Shannon by reading her previous posts. she's one cool chicka!

Sugar High

Since I've been on this diet I keep asking Chad how something tastes when he's eating something good. Like the other night he was eating an ice cream cone.

How does it taste?

Really good.

Like how good?

Really really good.

Oh man!

So now I want to live vicariously through you guys. Please leave a comment on something really yummy you ate recently and how good it tasted.

Thank you. You will be rewarded in Heaven.

tonight I wanna cry

if you ever want to cry for no reason.

this show usually does the trick

Six Years

Tomorrow Chad and I celebrate 6 years of holy matrimony. Here's some pictures from the past couple of years in somewhat of a random order. Also the song is the the song of our first dance as husband and wife!

Case Closed

So I figured out who sent the Luigi pkg and I wasn't at all disappointed. My brother Austin bought it on ebay (thats why the PA postmark). Seriously ebay has everything!

Thanks Austin! You're the best Brother ever!!! I love you.

The Test Results

Well the results are in...

the mustache came from this guy

explains the rash

BREAKING NEWS

One of the CSI teams have confinscated the mustaches for testing.

I think New York CSI... I'm not sure... which ever one has that dude with the glasses.

Meet Luigi x 3

Itchy

I just tried on the mustache. It was very itchy. I think I have a rash now.

Mystery Package

Remember this post? You should because it was like 3 posts ago! today Chad got a package in the mail. Postmarked from PA.

There were two things inside:


A LUIGI HAT



FAKE MUSTACHES!!!


We were both laughing pretty hard... and then got quiet... and then laughed... and then some nervous laughter.

We do hope this is someone we know.

Far Away by Ingrid Michaelson

I'm a copy cat... Lisa posted a vid of her favorite song...so I am too.

I did not make this video :) but I think this guy also has mad Paint Skills.

This is a song that I LOVE very much. I hope you enjoy it as well.

Just call DCFS... or whatever department the Church has to take away children who's mom's are dumb

you know what award I really should get

"Shizziest mother in the world"

for real.

so yesterday Dallen was assigned to give the spotlight in Primary. He was to bring 5 things to show what he likes and also something to show his favorite "book of mormon" hero.

So as we were running out the door I was like Barack Obama! ... Dallen has spotlight today!!! So I was like "Dallen go as fast as you can and grab 5 things that are your favorite things and show who you are."

Okay so I'm hoping he'd pick these kind of things a basketball to show that he likes sports, a book cause he likes to read, a favorite toy, a picture of his family, and maybe some art that he did at school to show how He LOVES school.

This is what he brings down.
Optimus Prime
Transformer Book
Optimus Prime Webkinz
Bumblebee
Barricade

and I was like Freak now everyone will just thinks he's obsessed with Transformers!!! which he is. but I don't want people to know that. they've got to know that I'm raising my kid to be well rounded in all areas. So I'm like "Dallen you can't bring Barricade and Bumblebee... you have to show other things too"

Seriously we are running out the door. So I grab a mac and cheese box that chad had made for the kids for lunch.

Then I run around to try to find his Book of Mormon story book that he loves so he can show his favorite book of mormon hero. I can't find it. we are going to be late!

I open my Primary manual... and there it sits... in a plastic sleeve. A picture of the savior blessing the nephite children.

Perfect!

Sitting in the car... I pick up the mac and cheese box.

See this Dallen this is one of your favorite food remember? (it really is)

So you can say "I love mac and cheese"

"See this picture Dallen this is a picture of the savior blessing the nephite children. Isn't this a cool picture." Show it to him.

"You can tell the kids that you love that Jesus blessed the nephite children k?"


Get to chuch...

I'm conducting Primary... I introduce Dallen as the spot light

My name is Dallen
I am 5
I like my frog
his name is optimus prime
I like my transformer book
I like brandon's toy (the big optimus prime he borrowed from our neighbor)
then I pull out the mac and cheese box
I like spiderman mac and cheese... its empty

okay little man we're almost there.

I pull out the picture
he looks at it...

he stands there...


"Dallen can you tell everyone about this picture?"

"Whats this picture about mommy?"

I look out to all the kids and teachers and smile...

"you know who it is... who is this?"
"Jesus"

"Yes!... and what is jesus doing?"

"I don't know. whats he doing mom?" oh kid you're killing me here.

"he's blessing the nephite children"

"oh!...he's blessing the nephite children"


So then I have him go sit down. my face is beet red. please take me from this misery. may a ligtening bolt strike me now.

I want to say He does have a favorite book of mormon story... he has several in fact. he loves when ammon chops off the dudes arms to protect the sheep, when Captain Moroni raises the flag of liberty (Dallen loves to give a thumbs up and say "good job moroni" and he loves the part when the antinephilehi's bury their weapons. We just couldn't find his book!

P.S. i am trying to start a new thing here... Barack Obama as an alternitve curse word... just go with it

P.S.S I really don't think I'm the shizziest mom in the world guys. I was just trying to be funny. So don't worry about trying to make me feel better :) oh chad could you bring home a dozen krispy kremes though?

I accept this award

Thanks Jen for this great award. I heard there was this thing out there in bloggy land called awards that friends bestowed upon one another but I thought it had gone away or something. And I was a little dissapointed you could say!

So thanks again Jen it really brightened my day... especially since 3 people will not go out with me. What! Thats okay just know that I know who you 3 are.

I'd like to pass on this award to Jill for making me a Heritage Maker account. Also to my sister Stephanie because I love her a whole lot and I miss her even more than that.

Tradition!

I feel a new tradition I would like to start on Friday's over here at Adventures in Atlanta...

If I had a hundred dollars that I could spend what would I buy??? I never have a hundred dollars that I could spend guilt free. I know its pretty sad... but when you are a young family sometimes its like "do I buy a new pair of shoes or does my daughter get diapers?" As you can see I'm a real selfless and caring person... seriously me and Angelina Jolie lives run parallel sometimes, because Kate always has a fresh clean diaper to put on.

So today Friday May 2, 2008 if I had a one hundred dollar bill this is what I'd buy.

from Piperlime.com

I'd get these bad boys



$50

I love how they are dip dyed a kinda cool gray into a black


from shade clothing

I'd get this really cool shirt




$32.50


That leaves me $17.50

which I'd go get a....


manicure

$10 and $3 for a tip

so that leaves $4.50

Diet Coke
and a couple of itunes!



Just so you know in this little fantasy shopping there is no tax. and no shipping fees if I buy online. k?


A BIG P.S.
I listened to this song by Marie Digby and thought it was good. it has nothing to do with any personal feelings or anything. (chad called and asked me if I was feeling a little blue after reading my post and listening to the song :)

I just want you all to know that I'm going to go take a nap.

Raisin Bran

The word "Love" to the Power of 10

I love my friendships. I love being able to talk, share stories, laugh, and have good times with people. One of the things that I've been very very grateful for is having such good friends that I know I can count on "in sickness and health, in good times and bad times, for rich or poor" Oh wait we can't get married. shoot.

One of the things I think that is hard to do when you become an adult is making friends. Sometimes its easy for me. I'll meet someone and we'll just click. My friend Tamara who I met out here in Georgia I already feel like is a family member. (she's like my **"brother" from another mother) From day one I just felt so lucky and blessed to have her. Because I feel like she gets me and I get her. What an awesome feeling.

Sometimes its hard. Honestly I'd be friends with every one in the world if I could. Maybe even...I don't know... Britney Spears? I'd be like "Yo Britney Heavenly Father loves you, and I love you cause we are like his spirit children so that makes you my sister, and I'll help you get your kids back and maybe we could go get a pedicure. wanna play bunko?"

Actually I don't know if I could be friends with Britney... (the papparazi follow me around enough as is.) But you know what I'm saying :)

I always want to improve relationships, by becoming a better friend, supporting a person, laughing with someone, sharing feelings... I honestly love having friends.
I try not to make someone feel bad or not welcome... or offend someone. but I think thats a really hard thing to do because we all say things that are offensive at times. but when it comes down to it it really isn't intentional. so I am sorry if I've ever been a jerky jerk.

As I'm becoming more of an adult I try to recognize people as they are, who they are trying to become, and love them and appreciate that just as it is.

Having friends and family love you for who you are, for the good, the bad, (the ugly?) is a tremendous blessing. (I'm totally tearing up right now) (just thought you should know... maybe you'll be able to shed some tears too... such a release:)

Dear family and friends (which definitely includes bloggy friends!!!),

Thank you for everything. I love having you in my life. I love spending time with you and for all the support you give me. I count my family and friends in the nearest dearest place in my heart. I have had good times in my life, I've had rough times in my life... but all along you love me for just the way I am :)

Here's to friendships, old and new, and yet to become.



love, Shellie




And....



end scene.


bow
wipe a tear
and bow again.


:)

**sister just doesn't rhyme

orange

Nekkid

Actually there could be several titles for this post. Some of which are.

"Wanna have motivation to lose weight? Get seen Naked by some Dude."

"The Weirdest Pep Talk I'll Ever Get"

"Oh HELLO! DIDN'T see you there Peeping Tom! Nice to meet you I'm Shellie."

"Guys I just saw that LADY naked" High Fives all around

So yeah I was seen naked this past summer by someone other than my husband. That someone being some dude I don't know. And yes I mean full on BUTT NAKED. By some DUDE! During DAY LIGHT!
(and ya'll know Day Light is the worse light to get seen naked)

Here's the story.

We moved to Atlanta in June 2007 into an apartment complex. Our apartment was on the 3rd floor surronded by trees. Now if you've never been to the south you got to know that when you have trees around you its like a natural curtain... A green leafy natural curtain... You can't see anything beyond those leaves. So it got me quite comfortable in leaving our blinds open 24/7.

One day we got a notice on our door saying that the apartments exterior were going to be repainted. For the next two weeks we were advised to keep things off our balcony and keep our blinds closed for privacy. I followed those rules for 2 weeks. Then Week 3 I noticed that the painters had moved all their supplies to the next building. But during week 3 I still left the blinds closed during the day. Just in case.

Now fast forward to the end of week 3... I was dying without light in our house. You know how apartments get... they are already small and gloomy. and in the south sometimes houses can get very musty with all the humidity. Oh and did I mention that Indians lived in our apartment before we did? No?
and did I mention their cooking smells permeated the walls, *our clothing, *our HAIR? Sheesh everytime I swear I walked into our place it smelled like one big saffron curry bomb went off. and I mean that in a bad way.

Now add the humidity to that smell and its like asking yourself

"Is this how I want to die? Being overcome with moldy curry, pass out, go into coma, dr's proclaim me a vegtable, so they pull the plug?"

I didn't think so! SO ANYWAY back to the nudity
(as Lisa and Shannon would say Yeowza!)

On this particular summer day Shellie decides to open her blinds all the way up! to let the sunshine that is filtering through the natural green leafy curtain to warm her house and soul. She cleans all morning as busy as a bee and then puts her child down for her nap. Seeing that she now has 2 hrs to herself and finally time to shower....

So I take a shower and after I get out I go to my dresser to get dressed. No big deal...

Out of the corner of my eye I see a flash of movement. I look over. There is a dude's face right there. I literally could reach my arm out (not even really reach) More like LIFT my arm! and tap his face. We didn't make eye contact because when I turned my head he looked away. He was on a ladder (3rd floor remember) and holding a paint brush.

I don't EVEN remember what happened next. I think I BLACKED out... oh I do remember trying to cover my huge A$$ (you can swear if you do things like that) with my hands as I ran to the bathroom.

I finally came too, probably after a couple of hours, a couple of days... who knows. I got my cell phone which had been charging in the bathroom and called Chad.
Here's where weird pep talk comes in.
"HONEEEEY! I just got seen naked by some duuuuuuude!"
"WHAT!"
so then I tell what happened.



"He's going to go tell all his coworker buddies that he just saw some fat lady naked"
"No he won't he'll say he saw some lady naked"

"No he won't he'll be like I just saw some fat chick and it was disgusting"

"No he probably got really turned on"

"Really?"

"Yeah honey its okay I'm sure all his buddies are giving him high fives right now"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah honey... its okay... he probably thought you were hot"

"Okay"

"Do you feel better?"

"Yeah I guess so"


So then I looked at myself in the mirror, turned around, pretended like I was running while covering my butt with my hands... ewww sick.that did not look pleasant Come on you know you've all done it... what you haven't turned around and seen what your butt looks like when you are walking or running? Just me? whatever I don't believe you.

Thats when it clicked for me. I have to lose some weight. This jelly I've got going on has GOT TO GO! So the next day I enrolled at L.A. weight loss. Paid a hefty penny. Lost 9 lbs in a month, then I gained some back, then I lost some, and gained... but now guess what? I've lost 20lbs since June 2007!

Thanks dude.




*I made that part up

You can move from Utah but you will always be able to find polygimist toys for your kids to play with anywhere

So here in GA children's consignment sales are huge. A while ago I went to one and one of the things I bought was a Fisher Price Little People House. The house was all taped up but inside I could tell there was accessories for the house in a ziploc bag.

Contents of Ziploc Baggie
1 Dad
2 Mommy's
1 Queen Sized Bed (with lovely yellow bedspread)
1 Baby
1 Baby Furniture
1 Kitchen Table
2 Kitchen Chairs

Awesome! I didn't really think it was that big of a deal when I saw it... I just thought sweet one can be the "babysitter" but when I set it up for Kate with all the furniture in the rooms with corosponding people it totally FREAKED me out. I was OH MY GOSH I JUST BOUGHT BIG LOVE PLAY HOUSE FOR MY KID!!!!


P.S.

The burgler didn't come with this... it came with another set Tamara bought me. But I thought I'd add him to add to the drama :)

And the winner is....

I'm going to announce a winner early. I hope no one minds! but I think we have a clear winner! Tiffany M. Vail a.k.a the coolest person in shellie's mind WINS!


Tiffany what colors would you like for your one of a kind Sweet A Designs Signature by Shellie?


Just let me know and I'll get one made in like 2 seconds. Seriously thats all it takes.



Thank you all for participating. You've earned major brownie points.

New Item @ Sweet A Designs

Well hi ya'll! Nice to see you! After a lot of time at the drafting board with my think tank we've come up with a new product @ Sweet A Designs!


drum roll please


pulling back the curtain


Ta Daaaaaaa!

You can now order you're very own "Blog Mascot" made by me Shellie with the ever impressive Windows Paint Program.



Lisa over @ The New Adventures of Old Lisa is the very first recipient of a Sweet A Designs Blog Mascot.



























And it only cost her one shekel


Now order your's today they are going to go fast! I'm taking requests at shellie.kendrick@gmail.com or you can leave a comment!


P.S.

Make sure you enter the contest below! There's some strong competition going on.


love,

It's Prize time!

Okay I'm going to hold my very first prize giveway.

The Prize

An original Sweet A Designs signature that you can sign off with every post designed by me Shellie with Paint Program.

The Rules
Leave as many comments as you want. the more comments you leave on this post the more cooler that makes you in my mind. the most coolest person in my mind wins.

May the coolest person win!


Love,

My new buisness

If anyone wants a sweet A signature designed by Shellie using the ever impressive Paint program I am now taking orders. It will cost you $1. Just go to paypal and pay me at my email address chadwickandshellbell@gmail.com (that is my paypal acct)


I already have a customer Shannon!

Here you go Shan! Enjoy!

gut feeling

So Kelly asked me to 'splain how we almost got murdered in that antique/swap meet store in Savannah and while nothing really dangerous happened it mostly goes to our gut feeling.

We walked into the store. it smelled bad. it was dingy. there was old stuff everywhere. and one lone weirdo at the register. Lisa's gut feeling kicked in faster than mine... probably because she's pregnant and her maternal instict is very much in force right now. So Lisa stayed within 5 feet of the door at all times.

While I on the other hand got in closer and closer to lone weirdo. Besides the weird conversation lone weirdo and I had about the cookie jar nothing really happened. The other creepy creep who apparently owned the cookie jar (part of the weird conversation) came across the street from a bar to accept my check. But in my gut I started feeling like something bad is going to happen. So we high tailed it out of there.

As we were walking down the street Lisa says "They could have totally murdered us and no one would have ever found us" I was like "You're so right" and then I got the chills.

But it brings me to my point. SERIOUSLY I'm proud because sometimes I'm just so random.

When you have a gut feeling I think you should go with your gut feeling. I mean sometimes I don't because I'm like no I'm just so paranoid or I'm feeling this way because I watched to many episodes of Unsolved Mysteries when I was a kid. But for real I think your instict is like "Hello I'm trying to keep you alive... this is potentially dangerous... GET OUT of it!" Or "what you are witnessing doesn't feel right Say Something!"

My friend Tamara and I were talking about the missing hiker who was kidnapped and killed here in Georgia not far from us. Here's the thing: people called in immediatly with tips and they found the guy pretty quick. And why so many people called in was because they saw her and the guy talking and they felt like it was a creepy thing so it stuck out in their minds. I bet those people who witnessed her walking away feel really terrible they didn't do something. I mean their gut instict told them it was bad and thats why they remembered it. So tamara and I were like "it kindof teaches us a lesson" When we see something that makes us feel creepy or that something is not right we have to say something, get out of the situation, or never get into it when we see it might head there. Have to.

hello my name is shellie and i like to do drawings

because I'm too poor to pay Shauna to make me a signature for my blog. I made one for myself.

don't you just love it!





p.s.
its not that shauna charges to much. at all. it like a $1 for a signature so I guess what I really mean is I'm to lazy to contact Shauna and pay $1 over paypal for a signature.

C is for Cookie

So while Lisa and I were in Savannah (you remember that trip right) where we almost got murdered. Twice! well I told ya'll about the one incident but the other one where we almost got murdered by two dudes in an antique/swap meet shop owes itself to this thing that I HAD to have.



yes this cookie jar. With a jaunty blue top hat. and a keg around his neck for cookies.


Why? because its almost an exact replica of a cookie jar my gr. grandma jense had in her house. and my great grandma was like one of the sweetest things that has ever lived. and seeing this cookie jar makes me so unbelievably happy and brings back so many good memories that I almost pass out just looking at it.

Lisa and I were walking along on our way to eat at Lady and Sons and there in the window he sat. It was like fate. I mean seriously I could have gone in a million different antique stores and never found one like it.

It got me thinking how in the world does someone look for something from their past when they have no idea where to look?

When I got home I was wondering was I really lucky or is there like a million of these same cookie jars floating around out there?

so I googled "Dog Cookie Jar"
and clicked on a couple different things but nothing really worked out.

so then I google image searched "Dog Cookie Jar"
still the results still didn't amount to anything. there was one that kind of looked like it. (4th one over) but I mean really not even close.

When you are looking for something that you are not even sure how to describe or search for just google whatever you can to get you leads. cause I was thinking "I don't even have a clue who makes it!" I checked the bottom, inside, everywhere and anywhere on the jar and there is no inkling to the maker.

Well it looks kindof like a cocker spaniel to me. so I googled "Cocker Spaniel Cookie Jar" Well tons came back and still nothing was close. mostly just fancy canisters with a cocker spaniel painted on it.

So I added to my search "Cocker Spaniel Cookie Jar Keg" and the very first listing was
"Treasure Craft puppy dog with his cookie keg around his neck.Looks like a little cocker spaniel. Jar has the treasure Craft sticker inside the jar. ..." at this place Cyberattic.com

but when I clicked on the link it looked like it had been sold or something.

That search did give me a clue to maybe who made it though "Treasure Craft"

So on ebay I searched for "Treasure Craft Cookie Jar"

again to many options so I narrowed it down to "Treasure Craft Dog"

and this is as close as I got.

Although its not the cookie jar I think that it proved that I'm searching in the right direction. because they look the exact same except the hat and the wording on the keg. I know I already have the cookie jar but I thought it would be fun to buy another one for any other family members if they also loved Grandma Jenses cookie jar :)

so if you have something from the past that you'd love to find even if you have no idea where to start just google anything you remember about it. I'm sure you can get on the right track.

oh and p.s. I had to fill the cookie jar with another blast from the past iced animal cookies (my Grandma Murdock always had them stocked in her cookie jar!)

Something Sweet

So you know all the pictures I took kissing Chad on the cheek in disneyworld. well there's a story behind those. it all started about 6 years ago when chad and I had been sealed for time and all eternity... to each other... for eternity. thats a whole lot of time. like it never ends. ever. wow.

so after 2 days of wedded bliss I took my first plane ride off to Atlanta for a second reception. Thats where Chad's family lived at the time. So Brother Tedjasomething came to the reception and took tons of photos. (That was really sweet of him and the next morning at 6am he dropped off all the printed pictures and all of the copies burned on 2 discs.) So anyway he took this picture and I love it. (And I have to say one of the reasons why I love it is because I think I look hot. Like smoking hot. I admit it sometimes I can be very vain. But you have to know that I grew up feeling like really ugly.) I think those photos captured how happy we were at the time. How happy and completely innocent and naive about marriage, adulthood, life in general. Not to say that we're not happy but it was different... it was before diapers and bills and fighting about how to wind up the vaccum cord properly.

So here we are like last week at Epcot center and I'm totally feeling in love with Chad. Its dark, there's fireworks, there's music, and a warm breeze. So I cuddle up to him and just hoping he'd say something really romantic...

Cuddling and trying to get in close
chad: squeezes my hand
waiting for chad to say something sweet
waiting
waiting
oh my freak doesn't he know that he's suppose to grab my face in his hands, and gaze into my eyes and tell me that I'm the most important thing he's ever had or will ever have and he would DIE without me

waiting....
"Honey"
"yeah?"
"will you say something sweet to me"
"something sweet"
"uhhh no I'm being serious! say something serious."
"something serious"
"Chad! HONESTLY! you really make me crazy sometimes"

sit in silence... for like forever

Shell?
what!
"I love you"
"I love you too"
smile at each other

and then I lean over and kiss him on the cheek which reminds me to take a picture of us to recreate that moment from 6 years ago. of us both being so happy. and its still dark, and the fireworks are still going off, and the music is still playing... and I'm very much in love with my husband.











chad! you really make me crazy:)

A few of my favorite things

I know you all can't sleep at night and toss and turn with this brain buster... "What are some of Shellie's favorite things?"

I apologize for not posting before the things that I can't live without but now the time has come so get ready to take notes.


A big shout out to Holly for introducing me to Eternity perfume. I love it more than any other smell in the world.



I eat one of these almost every day. Usually via shake form via Magic Bullet.





All of my favorite shows live here. Top Chef, Project Runway, and Real Housewives of Orange County/New York. If there is any sort of marathon I turn into the worlds crappiest mom. Pipe Down! Momma's watching her shows ya big bratz!



Anytime my mom would let us pick out a candy bar this was my choice. Every time. For 10 years. I hadn't had it in along time until about a month ago Chad went into the gas station and brought me out one. He totally remembered that I mentioned it was my favorite once. Melted my heart.



I am a magazine junkie. I love reading about celebrities. You know Lisa and I have some mad skills on pop culture/celebrities... its one of our hidden talents :)



I am not addicted by any means but I do love me some Diet Coke.



Rocky Road Ice Cream is hands down my favorite ice cream in the world. I have nothing funny or witty or amusing to say about it. Just that its my favorite.



True Story- When I was a freshman in high school my brother Austin went to california and brought me back a tshirt with the words "Old Navy" on the front. He told me it was from a new store out in California. Everyone would come up to me at school and ask "Whats Old Navy? What about the New Navy?" I like to think that i singly handly made Old Navy brand cool to wear at Hillcrest High School.

But I do love Old Navy. I love buying things for friends and family for .97 cents it gives me the biggest high.

oh and last thing



Introducing--- Fit Flops! Da da da daaaaahhhh!

Amazing comfortable shoes that firm your butt and reduces cellulite. you'll have to google if you want more info. but take it from me they work!

The End is Near

We leave today at 4 pm but we are hitting up one last day at magic kingdom. I am currently in the process of trying to talk Chad into letting me get a grown up princess dress. I want to get a little one for Kate as well. I'm trying to tell Chad that I'll wear it for every Halloween and I can hire myself out for little girls birthday parties. We'll see!

Yesterday we went to cocoa beach and I was so proactive on making sure the kids didn't get burned that I forgot to reapply sun block on myself and got super burned on my face and shoulders. ouch!

I took my first swim in the ocean and it was awesome. Sonia got a little body board and I tried to surf on it. I had this total envision of looking like Cameron Diaz hanging 10 in Hawaii! So as soon as I saw this wave coming I started paddling with it and then tried to stand up... on a body board... so the wave flipped me over and the wave crashed over me pushing my face and knee on the ocean floor below. IT hurt so fricken bad. I have a picture of my knee that I'll post later :)

today we go home :( It has been a great vacation. My dad was kidding with me about what I was going to blog about since nothing has been dangerous or embarrassing.


Epcot by the way was cool too. I got a Henna tatoo, put parfume on in Paris, ate in England, and bought a Monchichi doll in Japan. Yay for monchichis! I seriously had always wanted one!

The Year of a Million Dreams

We went to Magic Kingdom today and had an awesome time. We were ready to go by 8:30am! So again I don't have much time. I am so exhausted but in a good way. I rode splash mountain (it was chilly!) but since I didn't want to get wet I put my hood up on my sweatshirt and had my huge "Nicole Richie" sunglasses on. So the photo they took of us coming down I ended up looking like the unibomber.

I do have a new dream though and thats work as a disney princess.

What Disney Princess Are You? Belle You love you family (what's left) dearly, and you're a bookworm. Get your head into the world darlin' Personality-Emotion Quizzes

The kids did great today and Dallen had a lot of fun in Tomorrowland. While we were in the bathroom today a little girl dressed up like Jasmine came in and Dallen and her just stood there smiling at each other. Dallen then started to do some karate stances and started singing "Transformers" theme song. It was so cute! What a sweet prince. He was totally trying to "woo" her. She gave him a little wave after he was done and he just stood there in his karate stance staring back at her until she left. Serioulsy more men need to do this. I know I would be totally won over!