When Did You Take That?

Ever been around a photographer and not realize that you are in the frame? What I recently learned is that when you are in the proximity of photographers one should never eat.

Shellie Moment: I was recently at a celebration for Hotel Blackfoot's 40th birthday and there was food and drinks galore! It was a delicious spread, the renovations look amazing and all the staff is of course fantastic. We were given a tour of the kitchen and provided with more tasty treats as the photographer snapped memories. I would like to state, for the record, that I was in fact enjoying the food I had on my palette. It was delectable! I believe during these shots I was munching on a piece of steak drenched in mashed potato. I was a much happier Shellie than these photos illustrate. 

Nutella is the Nectar of the Gods!

I have noticed that in my posts I mention that I am on the get fit wagon and then off the get fit wagon. For the moment I on the fit wagon with success thus far and motivation!

I had a bad day at work yesterday. not so much a bad day but a bad end to the day. It was very frustrating and the walk home that took 35 minutes did not do much good in calming me down. This was a job for processed cocoa bean and heavy cream combined into one godly bar of feel good. Sad part was, I did not have any. 

I have been really good at not buying extra treats when I go grocery shopping. Just fruits, veggies and meat, nice clean eating. The only downside to this is when you want to eat your feelings after a bad day you only have carrots and lettuce. My feelings do not taste like rabbit food, they taste like chocolate. Sweet delectable chocolate.

Shellie Moment: I did cook a very healthy meal and it actually turned out! No bad cooking post here, until next time of course. Afterwards, I opened my cupboards with the desperate hopes that there was something in the depths to cure my ache for chocolate. A rogue piece of candy, a forgotten bar, anything! Then, like a beaming light, I saw the individual package of Nutella. The small package generally reserved for hotels and other restaurants was there for me in my time of need. The photos below are the best photo graphical representation of the scene that unfolded while laying in bed licking the Nutella out of the package.

This Blog is About a Fart

Check out how classy this place is

Ladies and gentlemen this post is indeed about a fart. The only word to describe this fart is magical, purely magical. My name is Shellie and I fart. Not much of a burper unless I am drinking pop. Generally when I am being hosted I try and control my farts, you know clench your cheeks to the best of your ability, excuse yourself to the bathroom and pray it is silent, or try and at least walk away if something slips out.  Every Sunday I join two very sexy men to watch the Amazing Race, now in season 22 if you can believe it. Tradition is during the first episode of Amazing Race we pick our teams and if your chosen team makes it the furthest you win dinner. Alternating weeks, this particular evening was being hosted at one their places. He has just moved in and there is still plastic on the floor from all the moving and padding in the elevator.

The padding is what made this all possible

Shellie Moment: I had been really good at the clench your butt cheeks technique during this particular evening. I was very relieved when I left and I want you know that I legitimately attempted to make it to my car before releasing the monstrous fart that had been building for the last 1.5 hours! As soon as the elevator doors closed it just happened, no effort or anything, the most glorious magical fart that elevator had ever heard. The acoustics were clear and sharpened the sound waves. It was like one of those sound effects you hear on TV it was that good. Pure magic. I just ooze sex appeal what can I say.