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.  🙂




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…

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
-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!

Mr. & Mrs. Burly Girl

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!!

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!

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!

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