Dirty and Burly…Organic Fruits and Veggies?

It’s still the first week of the previously mentioned cleanse and I’ve been devouring fruits and veggies at an alarming rate.  Alarming? Yes, when I see lists like this that remind me that washing my fruits and veggies isn’t really the answer…especially when all of my favorite fruits are on the “dirty dozen”.  In my old age of ragged looking skin, random hives and whatnot…this information will be filed away in my brain for very future use.  Home grown veggies would be fabulous…wonder when I can start them indoors this winter??  Anyone?

Until then – I will be shopping at the Natural Pantry for non-pesticide laden fruits and veggies.  🙂

 

Awesome

Yeah…awesome!

DRoe
RHC

 

Holy Chub…Burly Girl is Outta Control

Um yeah, no sh*t. Burly girl’s very stressful year has taken a rotten toll on her body.  I won’t even go into details…but by golly, we’ll fix it!  I visited a naturopath doctor last week and am trying new supplements.  And after the new year, will start a medi-clear cleanse.  That should be fun. It seems that every time I do a cleanse, I get very sick…hmmm, wonder if that has something to do with all of the crazy toxins in my body?!  🙂

Okay, I promise to keep up on this blog. But here’s a photo of something that keeps me busy…

 

1 February, 2010 01:02

Honeymoon – awesome!
Costa Rica – amazing!
Husband – adorable/aggravating!! 🙂

How’s that for an ambiguous description of a freaking fantastical trip…what we like to refer to as “Costa F@+#ing Rica”! Since this is a mobile post, we’ll keep it short and provide bullet points to be explained later!

-bride lost wedding ring on second day…snorkelfest!
-traffic tix
-volcanoes
-8’x18″ swimming pools
-treehouses in the jungle
-rental cars and river crossings
-pizza, costa f-ing rican style!!!

Okay – the Roe’s are signing off! Missed all of you special people!

xoxo,
Mr. & Mrs. Burly Girl

 

What it about Texas?

It’s hour twelve of the honeymoon journey…enroute to Costa Rica for some fun in the sun! It’s 85 degrees warmer at our destination – wowza! What a change! Plus fresh fruits and veggies? And, I’m pretty sure the rum flows out of the tress, like a delicious sap! Gluten free on vacation = raw food and booze diet. Sorry Momma.

We’re enjoying the Houston airport – the people watching provides mucho entertaiment. I almost scored a new man when Mr. Burly took a potty break during our cribbage game. Some older dude set his tray down across the table from me and started eating. I could have said something, but I just smiled and continued reading my book. That lasted another minute until Mr. Burly strutted up doing some sort of rooster dance. If we were dogs, he might’ve peed on me to mark his territory. Hee hee.

Just saw another older gent (why am I talking about the old ones?) with purple – lavender purple pants on. Definitely European. Speaking of European, I am carrying Mr. Burly’s european carryall (courtesy of BG momma) – it’s pretty pimp. And it does carry all – books, crib board, water bottle and snacks for grumpy boys and girls. It’s right up there with a Mary Poppins bag. Stop.

I stop at talk of musicals – sorry girls – spoonfuls of sugar and yodelling do not make my day… The girls who love them make my day!

Okay, enough rambling…did I hear a niner I there? I will check in with BG challenge updates soon. Speaking of – Jeriatric has decided to challenge with me – sweet!! I am hoping I can take Miss tae kwon ho!

Happy Friday!!

 

Real Burly GF Quiche!

We are about to head out on el honeymoon and the task of emptying the refrigerator before a 12 day hiatus is my job today.  So…what can I make with the junk in our dirty fridge?  Bub was lucky enough to have some of his old standby noodle, chicken in a can, cream o’ mushroom soup casserole junk.  🙂  I was even more lucky…I had enough goodness for a delicious quiche! 

 This is a delicious spin-off of my Aunt Sharon’s “real man’s quiche” recipe.  Here is the post quiche photo, along with some delicious green beans with bacon. 

The recipe is posted on the GF Recipe page…if you’re so inclined.  🙂

I enjoyed it for dinner tonight…and will be enjoying for breakfast and lunch tomorrow!

Happy Almost Hump Day!

 

Burly Girl vs. The Swimsuit!

Arrggghhhh!  In the famous words of my Grandma Fox…”it’s NO GOOD”.  Not one bit of it.  For the twice per week swimming at the gym, I’ve been wearing one of my Speedo tank suits from the late 90’s – pink and blue tie dye – it’s pretty hot.  Except for the fact that it makes my arse look like it’s 2’ long by 2’ wide. Seriously attractive…if you saw my backside coming along, you’d think I was a “brick shithouse”.  Needless to say, this sex-pot suit does not leave the gym…I wouldn’t want random strangers humping my leg.  Ha, ha, ha.

Dilemma of the week…honeymoon season is in t-minus four days…can I lose 50# in four days?  No, but I can possibly locate a tankini that doesn’t make me look like a 70 year old woman with a concrete block in her drawers.  We’ll be hanging out in the jungle, so the howler monkeys should be the only ones that notice.  Hopefully the suit in question won’t attract the howler monkey poo – they like to drop turds on the heads of unsuspecting jungle walkers.  Between the howling and the poop dropping, they are a really funny animal to see.

Whatever happened to these old suits??  Glorious!

They allowed the ladies to hide their self-professed “problem areas”…the thighs, bum, stomach, breasts, etc.  (Plus, I think they are cute as heck!)  Most of us have one or more of these areas that are a “concern” and cause us to do strange, sometimes horrifying procedures to correct them.  I’m calling bull-sheet on it and I’m declaring “honeymoon season” or any other vacation time “Safe” from worrying about what we look like in a swimsuit.  Safe: remember way back when, while playing tag, you would run over to a base and you were SAFE – that’s right, you’re safe…like a cloak of invisibility, except you can walk around with your head held high – even with the block of Type II cement attached to your ass!

Yeah, I am a big talker…that’s why I’ve crafted a muumuu for the trip!  HA!

 

BG Challenge #1 Stats

Beginning of Week 2:

Loss of 6 lbs.
Rosacea is about 50% better.
Energy level is good!

However, I did partake in champagne consumption twice last week…this may be causing rosacea to flare up?  You only live once, right?  Plus – on both occasions Pong and/or Pont-ette were also partaking, so I felt obligated.  LOL.

There was some splurging this weekend too, since I’m putting it all out there.  🙂  I whipped up some GF snickerdoodles – they were delicious!  However, they may have added some stagnation to my progress.  It’s Monday…I’m back on track!  Asparagus, onion and chicken quiche for dinner.

My focus this week…continue with BGC #1 and work on being a little sweeter to hubby!  🙂  He is pretty cute and funny!

Cheers and Happy Monday!

 

Burly Girl Challenge 2010 – BEEFCAKE 3000

Hee hee.  The above headline was spoken in the voice of Cartman from South Park.  It’s actually Weight Gain 3000 and he wants to be a beefcake.  He ends up looking more like a human bowling ball…I am looking for a slightly varied end result.  Actually, I sort of already resemble the human bowling ball… My desired result is a burly bean pole.  HA HA.

In true BG form, I was flexing my muscles in the mirror this weekend. Nerd. If you know me, then you know this has been a favorite past-time since I was about four.  The parents and siblings of BG have become immune to it and just nod their heads at my flexeriffic activities.  Mr. Burly, the new husband has not yet figured out if he should comment or pretend it’s not happening.  With time, he too will become immune.

My ADD got the best of me there…back to the conversation at hand.  BG Challenge #1 is to continue the gluten free change and drop these 30#.  Challenge #2 – I want to compete in the October 2010 Alaska Bodybuilding Championships…I’ll let that sink in for a moment.  You might be picturing a crazy looking DeelaDoll with bulging biceps – right on – may as well take advantage of the burly girl goodness!  Plus, there are multiple classes for these competitions, including fitness.  I plan to do this au natural…I don’t need no stinkin’ supplements – plus the majority of them contain gluten.

Besides, who doesn’t want to look like a lubed up carrot strutting around in an itsy bitsy swimsuit and stripper heels!?

Comments?  Suggestions? Want to join me on this challenge (Moniker?)??  We have 9 months – we can do it!!

 

Pap Smear and Leg Warmer Friday

There are some things in life that we count on to be uncomfortable…girdles, root canals, passing of kidney stones, pap smears, etc.  You see where I’m going with this?  However, this post is not going to be an angry diatribe about the distaste for these things, but more of an appreciative salute to doctors who actually give a crap.  And why I finally had a lovely pap smear.  Ha, is that an oxymoron?

This was how one of my yearly exams went, with my former doctor…back when I was really young, like 30.

Dr.: You know, as you get older your eggs dry up and your risk of a birth defects increases (probably not her exact words – but you get the gist)
Me: Oh really, thanks for that insight. You’re pregnant, how old are you?
Dr.: Forty one (WTF are you talking about, your eggs are six years older than mine and they seem to be in pretty good shape and you’re older??)
Me: Oh…I wasn’t actually in any rush to use my eggs, but thanks for the “pep” talk doc.

Nice.  I mentioned this conversation to a friend, who I will refer to as fertile mertile and she informed me that I needed a new doctor.  Edzachery!  So…at the reference of fertile mertile and another glowingly pregnant friend, I contacted the new doctor.  No Mom – I’m not knocked up…just hold yer’ horses!  J  Anyway…the new doctor visit was phenomenal…this was the most “uncomfortable” conversation of the visit:

Dr: …sometimes testosterone levels are too high in women. Do you have any hair growth where you don’t think it should be?
Me: Ummm…you mean, like this beard? Yeah.

As for the rest…the scraping of the vag area – no biggie, that only takes a few minutes and we chatted through it.  Funny, isn’t it…wonder if dudes chat with their doctors while they prod their prostates??  Ewww…

After the cervix scouring, I happily dressed in my dress and leg warmers  and was on my way.  If you’re wondering, I did ponder wearing the leg warmers during the exam, but I thought they might find me a little crazy.  I needn’t have worried – this doctor accepts all types…even old, dried up egg ladies.

Happy Friday!

And don’t forget to do your BOOB checks!