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!

Disneyworld Day 1

I don't have much time. But I have to say I'm in heaven here. I thought everyone might have been a little weird when they talked about how awesome,magical,cool,perfect Disneyworld/land is... but its all true.

Besides having a bad morning... threw up twice because of the nerves. I had a definate case of "Disney Tummy"


I also have a new dream - to become a stunt car driver.

Kate at Dinner

enjoy this cute vid of Kate... And my singing debut!

See you real soon!

M I C "see you real soon!" K E Y "why because I love you"
M. O. U. S. Eeeeee!


Tomorrow we are going to Orlando Florida. (Flo Ride A! to some of you...Lisa...Kendra!!!) and we are meeting up with my dad, stepmom, and little sister.

I am so excited. I think I'm the most most excited... even over the kids. Well Kate doesn't have a clue and Dallen is presently out of the Disney stage now that he is addicted to Transformers a.k.a "Kid Crack" (but I think that will change when we get there)

I went to Disneyland with my family when I was 3 and I do have some wonderful memories. Two of which that involve my cousin *Mewissa (name has been changed to protect the innocent.)
side note--- Mewissa was a beautiful child. Beautiful blonde hair, big eyes, cute wee little button nose. (everyone sigh) She was really a little doll. I on the other hand was not I picked my boogers, I had shaggy hair, and a stout little body, not an ugly kid by any means... but well... just not Mewissa.












So I have 4 memories from Disneyland when I was 3.

1. "It's a Small World" ride - that is the only Disney related memory

2. Opening my uncle chad's contact lense case and bathing my baby doll with the solution that was inside...along with rubbing the contacts all over the baby which made them tear and totally unusable. Sorry Uncle Chad!

3. My cousin Mewissa locking me out on the balcony of the condo we were staying at and saying "You can't come in if you aren't a Murdock!!!" (LOL I can still see you with your hand on your hips and shaking your finger at me)

4. Mewissa had a new doll that crawled whenever you stuck the binky in its mouth. It was sitting on the bed and I went to play with it but it quickly got taken away by her because you guessed it...I wasn't a Murdock :)


In Mewissa's defense we were only 3 years old and she was and still is a very sweet person. Love ya!

Jewel

I bet you guys didn't know that I'm pretty much obsessed with Jewel. But I am. I have been so since 1996 when her first cd Pieces of You came out. I think she's amazing. It's one of my life dreams to learn how to play guitar. and the first songs I'd like to learn are from that first album.

While going through some old journals the other night I came across Jewel's book of poems. My boyfriend at the time who knew I was obsessed with her gave it to me and I loved it. I think she got a really bad rap for it in the media but I thought it was pretty good. So while reading it the other night I came across a poem that I had written in the margins. just so you know I was pretty dramatic in high school. and keep in mind I was 16 when I wrote this :)

Please come find me
and wrap me in your arms
its been too long feeling this lonliness
to ever feel good about
what the future might bring.


that should be on some tshirt at a Lilith Fair booth right?

p.s. I don't take myself that seriously and if you want to tease me you can cause I think my dramatic teen years are funny.

p.p.s - but I reserve the right if I see any "you're weird" or "that was dumb" kind of comments to scratch your eyes out

Love

you know I hear sometimes that I don't post enough about my family i.e. dallen, kate, chad. and its not that I don't love them. But I just post what is ever in my head at the moment. so I'm sorry family. I love you. today's post will now be dedicated to my main homey... Chad.


I love Chad for many reasons but the main reason I love Chad is because he's the only person in this whole world that I can 100% be me for 100% of the time. You think I'm random and say crazy things here. Chad gets it all the time and I never have to worry about saying or doing the wrong thing. Its like coming home just being with him. and yes We fight and we say rude things (well I shouldn't say we... I say rude things) (Okay I'll stop listing all the bad stuff I do) But when it comes down to it. I love being with him.
Thanks honey for loving me just the way I am.

oh and what do you think about a perm?

Hair Cut Poll

#1 Do you think I should continue to grow my hair out?

#2 If I cut it should I get a trim, shorter, super short

#3 What color should I go with? Dark Brown, Keep the Red (look to family pic on left) or go light brown with high lights?

COVER UP FROM MY CHIN DOWN TO COVER UP THE MULLET LOOK!

so sad :(

I thought I'd start a new tradition over here at AdventureinAtlantaGa. (yes that is a link back to me)


I thought once a month at any random time I'd post an embarrsing moment from the life of me. This one though I have to warn you although is quite embarrsing for me will probably make most of you cry. Really. if you don't cry you might need to go see your bishop because clearly you have no soul and the spirit no longer resides in you. Now I know this isn't a funny post and I don't know why I'm sharing it but I started thinking about jr high because I recently found some old jr high friends and this is kindof like my only journal... and I rarely journal stuff like this... well anyway... here you go.

Some of you may know I had cancer when I was a kid. for those who didn't know - guess what I had cancer when I was a kid... I don't talk about it much (unless people ask me questions and then I start talking and get all dramatic and tell all the juicy gory details)

I pretty much didn't go to 7th and 8th grade. In fact in 7th grade before we found it was cancer (I had been staying at home so much because I was sick) The principal called one morning and I was afraid to get my mom so I pretended I was her (I think I tried to make my voice lower)

Yes this is mr. so and so is Mrs. Taylor there?
oh crap
This is her.
I'm Shellie's principal here at Midway Middle School. We are quite concerned with the amount of school she's missed.
Oh yes she's been really sick. We think she has a goiter.

Well it wasn't a goiter :)


At the end of 8th grade I started going back to school at Rigby Jr High. One week was Spirit Week. Where each day had a different theme like Wear your clothes backwards or Wear Maroon and Gold. Then there was "Crazy Hair Day" Which um I didn't have. and I didn't have a wig ... I just used bandanas and hats(keepin it real yo) . But today was the day... I was going to school bald and beautiful! But I still wanted to be crazy so I decided to paint my head yellow and red (the closest we had to maroon and gold) By myself I painted my head Yellow. And then while carefully looking in the mirror I painted "RJH #1" on one side and "RJH Rules!" On the other side in red.

I went to school very excited to show off my cutely painted head but as soon as I entered those doors and saw all those kids I started feeling really dumb. As I walked down towards the lockers some kids noticed, some kids didn't, some kids kind of pointed, and some kids just stared. But then I heard a group of boys whispering "What is that written on her head?" "I don't know" I hurry and went into the bathroom... and it looked fine to me "RJH #1" on one side "RJH Rules!" on the other. Then I went to class and and saw my friend Nikki and asked her if my head looked dumb... and she was like "no its fine... well except why did you write that it makes no sense" I was like what I wrote "RJH #1" and she was like "no you didn't... it's that but backwards." I guess I didn't realize that if you paint something in the mirror you have to do it the opposite. Man I felt so embarressed. I didn't even bring a bandana to cover it up. And I didn't want to wash it off because then I'd be really BALD. So for the rest of the day I just kept to myself... oh and avoided the boys who called me "chemo"



How sad.

My Martha Stewart Soul is dead.

I realized today that any Martha Stewart I thought I still had in me is dead. Because of this conversation with Dallen.

"Hey Dallen we need to get that birthday present over to Isabella's today"

"Okay"

"We'll need to wrap it"

Dallen who is standing by the sink grabs a target bag out for me.
"Here mom"


Yep around here we wrap presents in the bag they came in. But I didn't think we did it that much that now our 5 year old think thats how its done! That this is how people around the world present gifts from the heart to the ones they love. I'm such a turd. I'm sorry to have let you down mom... you at least had it together enough to wrap our presents in the funnies.
But it is true that at Christmas time Chad's presents to me and my presents to him were in Target bags. (But to his credit he did put a couch pillow over top the bags on the floor so that I had to first pick the pillow up and then untie the target bags) (And to my credit I did triple knot his bags... added to the suspense!!!)

Big Grizzley Turkish Dude

Britta was wondering what the Turkish dude at El Cheapo looked like. This is pretty much on the money...

You know what I wish

That somehow there was a magic screen where we could see everything that people write to us in a comment and then delete because they get self consicous and think its dumb.

Because this is what I usually do when I visit others blogs.

Read post. Laugh at something. Go to comment section to make a comment. Leave a comment like this

"that was effing funny. I rolled around on the floor and had to put myself in timout for being so loud. then I had to go clean myself up a little because I peed my pants."

then I read what I wrote and realize that this comment is for someone who I don't know very well yet and they don't have any clue of how crazy I am. (in other words They have not yet fallen in love with my quirky self and still have no idea that I'm the shiz) So then I delete comment and write something like this...

"lol! Have a great day"


So that's why I want that feature (to see what others write before they delete) because hey if I'm doing it... others have to be doing it to...

Right?

El Cheapo

Lisa and I almost got murdered. Honestly everyone should count their blessings that we are still alive. On the way out of Savannah (I think our GPS went evil, came alive, and tried to kill us by taking us to clearly Savannah's Crack Capital) we stopped by a gas station. Now pulling in I didn't really see anything unusual... well yeah the name was "El Cheapo" and the store itself was made entirely of cinderblocks with bars on the windows.... but me being my typical naive trusting self didn't really catch that.

I got out of the car and went to insert my credit card at the pump. Leaving my sister in law and unborn babe "safely" in the car. But there wasn't a credit card pay thing. There was a big sticker that said "Pay Before Pumping" So I would have to go in (we should have left right then.)

I walked in and to my left were the cash registers and employees. The cash register area was surronded by a thick bullet proof glass all around. Behind the glass were two HUGE Turkish dudes. Like as big as grizzley bears.
On the glass were approx 50+ pictures of them, them & their friends, them & their kids, ALL holding machine guns, oozies, and rocket launchers. They were kissing the guns, aiming them, shaking them above their heads. It was THE FREAKEST SCARIEST THING I EVER SAW. Next to the pictures was a sign that read "Nothing In this store is worth dying for" yikes

While I was standing there this big dude came in. And his eyes were dead. Like he was on crack. How do I know this? Because as he came in I made eye contact with him and smiled and said "Hey!" He just stared me down with murder in his eyes and I almost had a Freaking Heart Attack! Honestly there was no life in his eyes! It was very scary.




So the guy behind the counter was like "What do you need lady"

"uh some gas"

"how much"

"i...don't...know..."

"what are you using to pay"

"I can either pay with Master Card or Visa" I then proceded to open my wallet and give everyone a show of its contents. smart one shellie

"okay I'll put the pump on"


I went out and saw Lisa still sitting safely in the car. While I'm pumping gas I notice big thug dude come out to his car right next to us and rummage through his trunk. I was for sure he was getting some sort of weapon. I hurry and stopped pumping and went back inside to pay. As I was walking in I almost ran into another dude and he knocked over a fan.
Lets just say he was a little pissed.

Then I waited in line to pay and when I got somewhat near the front the big Turkish dude I think was trying to get us out of there so he was like

"Come here I'll take care of you"

so I handed him my credit card and for some reason also pulled out my drivers lisence and held it up next to my face and smiled real big. (I guess I was hoping that my funny sweet side was showing through... maybe that would humanize me and make me less killable.)

I got out of there went to the car where lisa unlocked the door right as I touched the handle and relocked it as soon as I got in. We then peeled out and looked at each other like
"What in the hell was I thinking" -me
"What in the hell was Shellie thinking" -Lisa

Matt Damon's Younger and Hotter Twin UPDATE

I don't know if I continue on with typing in "tour mode" its really hard referring to myself in 3rd person. Plus I'm sure its pretty annoying and not at all as funny as I think it is.


On with the Matt Damon Story...

This is Matt Damon-





He's hot. He has a great body. He's really nice. He has a great smile. He can charm the socks off a snake.

Now times all that by 1000 and you get the guy we met at a hippy store. We went in after the parallel parking incident so I could go to the bathroom and Lisa could think about maybe buying some Mauckasomething slippersockshoemoccasin things. He was standing at the cash register in all his glory. It was like a ray of sunshine was beaming down on him.

So I bought some incense so I could prolong our meeting and when we got up there I asked him if anyone ever told him he looked like Matt Damon. And he smiled Matt Damon's smile and said "Yeah and that works for me"

Anyway we went to the next store and I was like "Lisa lets go back and ask if we can take his picture so that we can post it on our blogs" and she was like "I'll give you my camera if you want to" and at first I thought she meant like she'd actually give me her camera for keeps to be so brave. but then I realized she just meant "you're crazy and there's no way I'd go back and do that.. but you are crazy... so if you want to take a picture of him I'll give you the camera and you can do it yourself" But I couldn't do it.

So you are hereby required as reader of this blog that if any of you are in Savannah you have to go see him... you will find him in a little hippy shop on the same street the Gap is on. (I have no idea what the street is called.) Deal?


UPDATE This is from Lisa's comment that does add much to the story! Ok, you forgot two vital parts of the story. The first was when he showed you how to turn the lights on in the bathroom and he made a witty comment. (He said You're going to kick yourself when you see where the light switch is) Yes I know that's not very witty... but coming from him it was... swooon!
The second was when he said "yeah and that works for me" and your reply was "yeah, he's really hot!" You got a good smile out of him with that one. (it was the most amazing smile... the whitest straightest teeth! swooon!) And they were muckalucks that I was tempted to buy, but Pseudo-Matt talked me out of them. (he did say they were very popular with high schoolers lisa!)

All Aboard!

Good Morning Ya'll! Come ye fine gentile women and gents aboard Olde Savannah Trolley Tour. My name is Shellie and I'll be your driver and tour guide. We'll be touring one of the most beautiful cities of the south "Savannah". Also you'll be delighted to learn the history of the famous 2008 visit by our favorite patrons of the city Lisa and Shellie.



**Now how many of you are Nascar Fans? Come on ya'll raise your hands! Okay it looks like we have one fan. Do you know what Nascar stands for?
Non Athletic Sport Created Around Rednecks! Ha Ha Ha! Oh stop being a such a tough crowd.
**Actual Joke told by our driver on our tour of Savannah

Here on our left you will see the Parking that is available in Savannah. Savannah is a very old city dating back to the 1700's. Back then people were midgies and didn't need very much room to move around so the streets are very narrow. Which only allows either no parking or parallel parking. So back on March 31st 2008 Shellie and Lisa drove around Savannah's streets looking for a parking space for about 15 minutes. Finally they saw one that looked pretty decent. And by decent we are talking enough space that a tank could park in. With about 15 cars behind her Shellie attempts to parallel park. She would back in and pull forward back into the street so many times that Lisa finally got out of the car to direct her into the spot. This is what should have happened:







This is an example of what it looked like:


They hurry and got out of the car and headed into the nearest store. After returning from shopping they tried to pull out once again into the street. Lisa once again (bless her heart) tried to direct Shellie into pulling into the street. Which due to the fact there was tons of room in front of her Shellie could have accomplished it in one simple move by pulling forward while turning her car to the left. Once again she proceded to pull into the street, get scared when she noticed a car coming, reverse back into her space, pull back into the street, get scared and reverse again. Until finally a lady parked in a handicap spot in front of her pulled into the street allowing enough room for Shellie to finally pull out safely.

*Interesting Fact--- For the rest of the trip Shellie almost hypervenilated even thinking about where they would park the car.


Now we will all stop for a potty break. Next on our tour we will visit the site where Lisa and Shellie fell in love with Matt Damon's younger and hotter twin.