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Shell is a health-nut, and while she hasn’t succeeded in weening me off the ol’ steak and ribs, she has opened my eyes to other stuff. She made me start thinking more about what I eat, and I have been making conscious decisions in what I partake of each day. I’ve opened my mind (and stomach) to foods and veggies I would never have eaten before meeting her and I’ve taken a more active approach to improving my quality of life.

So why am I telling you this? Why, to pimp out her new blog of course! It’s called Simply Pure Living and she’s posting about how to live a healthier, more natural life-style. She tries to avoid the processed foods and evil chemicals as much as possible, and has researched how to replicate these same foods and products at home. Why purchase a bottle of Resolve from a company that dunks little puppies and bunnies into a vat of their product in order to test it when you can make a similar solution at home? Why spent expensive supermarket prices for almond milk when you can soak your own almonds to get that delicious beverage? Plus you’ll get my homemade vegetarian chili recipe!

If you’re interested in checking out simple ways to improve your life, give her blog a glance and bone up on some easy ways to be healthier.

Check it out here!

What Shell Said: 10/21/11

It’s been quite some time before I had one of these!

I was reading in bed while Shell slept on the couch, and I woke her up when I was ready to go to bed. She looked at me and pointed at my shirt. I asked her what was wrong and she reached out, grabbed by shirt, and pulled it up a bit so she could look at my stomach. Then she said:

“I don’t understand.”

“What don’t you understand?”

“It’s not there.”

“What’s not there?”

“I don’t want my tea anymore.”

“Ok, I’ll toss it out.”

“My teabags still in there.”

“Ok, I’ll take care of it.”

“Make sure it doesn’t stain.”

“Ok.”

What Shell Said:6/9/11

I had just finished up playing Mortal Kombat and I was ready to lay down and read some more of Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. Shell likes to get up from the couch and take a second nap in bed if I’m reading so I woke her up to move her to the bedroom.

“Come on babes, let’s get up. You can take a nap on the bed.”

“Did you fix it?”

“Fix what?”

“The thing.”

“What thing?”

“The clock.”

“Oh yeah. I sure did.”

“Mmmmmm”

What Shell Said: 5/26/11

With me going to work at 4am these days, I go to bed before Shell, which means I don’t get to hear her sleep talk too much. But since I have off tomorrow (we’re headed to Portland, ME) I had the opportunity to wake her up from her nap on the couch, and I got a good ol’ “What Shell Said” out of it.

Just as background info, we have thunderstorm and tornado warnings tonight, so I’m sure that was on her mind.

I was ready for bed and went to get her off the couch and into the bedroom.

“Come on babes, time to get up.”

She opens her eyes, looks at me, and gives me this sad puppy dog look. So I said:

“You look like a sad puppy”

This causes her to make an even sadder, more exaggerated face.

“Come on, let’s go. We have to get up early tomorrow.”

Shell gets up with no problem and then looks outside.

“Oh, it’s raining.”

I look outside to see a rainless night.

“No it’s not.”

“Yeah it is. It’s raining sideways.”

“Huh?”

“You can see it in the street light.”

“Oh yeah.”

And then we went to bed.

What Shell Said: 4/8/11

I don’t get many of these any more since I’ve been going to bed way before Shell, but tonight I was able to snag one. She was sleeping on the couch, and our cat Loki decided to walk across her and plop down in front of her face. It scared her and she sat up, staring at the cat, then me, then back to the cat, and back to me. I said:

“Did Loki scare you?”

“I don’t like this.”

“Then push him off.”

“He’s purple.”

“Huh?”

“Why is he purple?!”

“I don’t know.”

“You’re going to give me a complex.”

Then she got up, laid down on the opposite side of the couch, and went back to sleep.

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