Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Body Breakthrough

Morning!!

Seventeen Magazine started something called a Body Peace Project where editors, celebrities and readers vow to make peace with their bodies. I think this is an awesome idea, especially for a magazine for teens. Sure Seventeen still has, "Get Your Best Body EVER" and "Get Amazing Abs, Arms, and Legs" splashed across it's cover in big bold letters, but it's a step in the right direction.

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Body Peace Breakthroughs

Various celebs dish about their own personal body breakthroughs and overcoming something they were once self-conscious about. For example, Kim Kardashian talks about having big boobs at an early age. I don't really see the problem with this one but to each their own. I do however, have an issue with Nina Dobrev's video.


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When everyone else is busy saying, growing up I hated my boobs, stubby legs, wide shoulders, thick arms, etc.. etc.. She says, "I really really hated my toes." Her toes?! That's all you could come up with? Frankly I thought her video should be taken off the website. It's almost like an F-U to all the rest of us and to the rest of the celebs with real issues. Julianne Hough sat there and outed her saddle bags to the world and then you basically say, "everything else on my body is so perfect that i'm going to have to go with my toes on this one. Yes, my toes. I hate them." Then she has the nerve to say she overcame her toe hatred by painting them with nail polish. Blasphemy. You can't make kankles pretty with a few swipes of OPI.

Hmmm.. Now if I were to a Body Breakthrough what would I say... I'd probably start by saying, "Do I have to choose just one?" Once the imaginary videotographer answered, "yes". I would go with my upper arms, like upper and to the back a little. No, no wait.. those little saddle bags.. No, upper arms.. No saddle bags.. GAWD, I don't KNOW. Crap, now i've forgotten the point of this exercise.

Oh right, I LOVE them all.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Twitter

Follow ME on twitter and you could win a free TRIP to the Bahamas. Okay, I lied. But follow me until I get bored of tweeting, which could be as soon as tomorrow. You just never know.

I got a Snowboard

I got a Snowboard, I got a Snowboard hey hey hey heeeeey. I hope you read that like a song because that's how I intended it. If not, go back and read it again. Last night my Man and I went shoppin! This year is the year he's going to teach me how to Snowboard. Or attempt to at the very least. I like hot tubbing, eating in pubs, wearing fur lined winter gear and drinking hot chocolate by fire places so I imagine I might make a good Snowboarder. If nothing else I can at least carry my board around the bottom of the hill and mingle with fellow snowboarders.

"Hey man, phew that last run was a doozy. Want to grab some hot chocolate in the chalet?"

"What run were ya on?"

"Ohhh you know, the black one. Or was it the diamond one? I can't even remember anymore i've been down so many."

I forgot my camera at work so unfortunately I don't have any pictures. YET. I WILL take some and show you. I still have to get a few important pieces like snow pants, a snowboarding jacket, boots, bindings, goggles. Like I said, just a few things. I tried on some boots last night but couldn't decide whether they fit or not.

"Do they fit?"

"I don't know. What are moon boots supposed to feel like?"

One thing was for sure though, I was having the same hot flashes trying to get in and out of those boots as I did when I was forced to put on 16 layers of snow gear as a child. By the time you'd have to put your boots on not only would you have broken out in a full on sweat but you couldn't even reach your feet over your snow gear belly. You'd think that would scare kids out of obesity. It's disabling.

I hate posts without pictures, they look naked. Not that I have anything against nakedness but in this case more is more. I know the saying is less is more but I changed it. So here are a few random pictures.

I tried sending this photo combo into People Magazines look-a-like contest but as per usual you have to live in the US to take part. I feel like the US is some elite club I can't be a part of.


I know she has a little more fur than her, but I can see the resemblance.

Now here is a picture of Bobo, Lex's baby and my favorite animal aside from Bailey.



She's a little more well mannered than this one..



Happy Friday!!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

What is today?

I woke up today thinking it was Friday, nothing is worse than confusing one of the other 6 days of the week with the most perfect of them all, Friday. It's like mistaking regular fries for McDonalds fries. Disappointment. Devastation. On the bright side, it feels better than it did when I made that same mistake on Monday. Monday is the opposite of Friday.

Good news, I finally finished my Russell Brand book. I can practically hear the applause from here. Thank you, I really don't deserve it. Lots of people can finish a book in 6-7 months. Speaking of which that's a long period of time to spend with someone. I feel like Russell and I have become so close, it's like we're friends. If I saw him somewhere I'd imagine I'd probably holler out something like, "Russell Buddaaaay, remember that time we took a hit of heroin and had a bath with that homeless man? What was his name? James?! Yeah, James I think. That was AWESOME."



So the past two nights my Man and I have been hitting the gym together. My Man's workouts take ONE hour to be exact and it's up to me to occupy myself during this time. Last night I did the Elliptical (yes it deserves a capital letter, that's its NAME) for half hour (while watching Ellen, love her SO much) followed by weights for my biceps and triceps. The night before I did one WHOLE hour of weights for my legs and shoulders. After seeing the finished product of my foreign photoshoot the other day my shoulders have become my new "target zone" if you will. Fack you cameras.

Tuesday night we pulled up to Superstore after the gym so my Man could "run in" and grab himself something for supper. Since he parked in front of the doors like an a*#hole I had to wait in the car. No one tows cars with people in them. That would be kidnapping. Thankfully, I had my new Glee Christmas album so I entertained myself by singing along. Do you know how hard it is to sing with Lea Michele? Hard. At one point I considered rolling down my window and setting one my Man's month old oatmeal containers outside for tips, but it was too cold. Anyway, 15 minutes had passed and I was beginning to question what he meant by, "I'm just going to run in". After 20 I toyed with idea of climbing over into the drivers seat and driving home. However, I'm not sure how a relationship would recover after something like that. "Hi Honey, sorry I got tired of waiting for you. How'd you get home?"

So I still haven't been snapping any food pictures, but I can assure that I've eaten several boxes of THESE...



And a few packs of THESE...



And I can also assure you that if you are what you eat, I am a nut of the peanut, cashew and almond variety. A mutt nut.

I leave you with some wedding dresses my Grandma and I are designing. If you're interested or would like to place an order please email us at, flushyourweddingdress@hotmail.com.



Happy Thursday!!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

B's Favorite Things Part 2

My Underwear are on inside out, it's snowed 20 centimeters in the last 24 hours and it turns out I covet a list of material objects as long as my right leg. And for the record I have long legs.

I want, I need, I must have...



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There are three designer handbags I'd like to get my hands on. Coach which my grubby hands are already on, a Louis like the one pictured above and a Chanel who's website refuses to fully load. I hope that isn't any indication of my future luck with brand. If one day I have all three of these then I'll know that I've really made it. I'm not sure where I'll have made it to but i'm guessing it'll be located in and around the land of the superficial. I may buy a house there too.

Annnnnd last but not least a short pair of these...



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Now I am fully aware that a list of your favorite things usually entails having these said things, therefore you know they are your favorite because you prefer them over all of your OTHER things. However, in this case my favorite things are things I want but do not have. I plan on setting a dollar aside everyday so that in roughly 10000 days I will be able to buy everything on my list. Either that or I will have to seduce Santa Claus.

Pfff Work

I'm unfortunately busy working at the moment, but i'll be back sometime today to make a post. Mostly because I enjoy talking to and about myself. Annnd because the last thing I want to do is disappoint any of the people willing to read it. I heart you.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

B's Favorite Things

So I've been MIA for the last few days, actually I wasn't missing in action I just took my action else where.

Like a photoshoot for an India inspired clothing store..



I've seen cuter pictures. Anyway, they wanted to toss a blonde girl in the ad in an attempt to broaden the cliental. I have to say that India obviously has the most colourful and beautiful clothing. There's no way you can't feel pretty all bedazzled in fancy jewels and rich colours. Not possible.

Annnnnd to White Bear to visit with my Man's family..



We spent the weekend out there watching his little brother's hockey tournament, being cold, drinking hot chocolate, watching movies, eating pizza, scouting out the areas with fancy houses to gawk at, watching football and hanging out by the fire. His Mom's place is tucked away in an area that is mostly surrounded by summer cabins. To say it's relaxing would be an understatement.

Moving along, it's Christmas season and we all know that means, it's time for Oprah's Favorite Things. I believe the beloved episode aired on Friday? Anyway, growing up I can remember my Mom getting so excited when Oprah would announce that the episode you were currently watching, which seemed to be a regular episode, was actually her "FAVORITE THINGS". This announcement was usually followed by a screaming audience jumping up and down, a screaming Mom jumping up and down and a screaming daughter jumping up and down copying her Mom. That last one was me. If my Mom loved it, obviously I was going to love it too.

I was surfing O's site today and came across Oprah's Favorite Things 2010 Shopping List. To make your life easier it's in PDF form and everything. Print it off and go! But before you do grab your visa, your friend's visa, your Mom's visa and rob a bank.

In honor of O's list, today i've made my own list...

B's Favorite Things 2010 Part 1 (Snacks)

Chocolate Almond Buttah



Peanut Butter



CHIPS






The sideways pictures will haunt me forever.

Frozen Grapes


My Man makes me wash these prior to freezing. Ugh, what a stick in the mud.

Hot Cinnamon French Vanilla Almond Milk



Cinnamon Raisin Swirl Peanut Butter & Company



Vitatops


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Larabars


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Look me at me sourcing my pictures and what not. So proud. Anyway, i'll be back tomorrow with more of my favorite things. Excited? You should be.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Word

If I had to marry either Raw Almond Butter or Peanut Butter right this minute, I don't know which one I would choose. Luckily, since neither is trying to tie me down i'll continue to casually see both. Monogamy is overrated.

BREAKFAST



I've failed to mention that I'm still eating egg whites for breakfast with these lonely looking sweet potatoes but I've started eating the eggs BEFORE work while they're HAWT.

Anyway, Talk about lacking creativity in the food department lately. How lame have my meals been for the past month (okay it's more like 6 months, but there's no need for specifics)? They're lame, you can say it. It's because I'm lazy. According to this dictionary, here is the definition of lazy..

Lazy: Disinclined to work or exertion. ----> Yup, I am discinclined to work for good meals. I'd prefer, much like money, to have them handed to me.

In all honesty, I accidentally typed in lame instead lazy in my first attempt to find the definition. I did NOT know that lame meant, "disabled so that movement, especially walking, is difficult or impossible." Obviously, I've been using it wrong since I thought it meant unexciting. Think of all the people I've offended. It reminds me of the time I was fishing with my Grandpa when I was 10 and kept refering to the fish that would escape my rod as buggers. To this day that still remains as one of the only times my Grandpa has ever gotten mad at me. For those of you sitting behind your computer screens assuming bugger means a fellow "chap" or "mate", let me correct you. It actually means to perform sodomy. It's okay, I had to look that one up too..

Sodomy: Any of various forms of sexual intercourse held to be unnatural or abnormal, especially anal intercourse or bestiality.

I can assure I did not want to bugger the fish.

LUNCH



No I didn't eat my Man. I just felt obligated to put a picture there. We went to Moxies and I didn't take a picture because let's be honest, it's weird to take pictures of your food. I had the Baja Chicken Quesadilla with bbq sauce, corn & black beans with spring mix salad. Of course I ordered it sans cheese as per usual with a big old side of ranch for dipping. If you ever order it this way you won't be sorry, I swear. Unless you like cheese, in which case, don't do this.

Supper Dinner Date


This was not taken last night at Rock Creek but rather in Mexico two years ago. Again, I felt an obligation to put a picture there. It was a similar set up though. I ordered a Chicken Quesadilla with RANCH. I know I'm so adventurous. Ya like what ya like.

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I got home around 8 o'clock and then my Man and I went swimming at parents house. Actually, I alternated between sitting in the hot tub and standing in the shallow end of the pool, minor details. We even took Bailey into the pool, which was definitely the highlight of my night.

Before packing it in I snacked on one of THESE straight from the fridge (cold or frozen are the best ways to eat Larabars)..



You know what I've noticed lately? I've stopped taking pictures of my endless evening/late night snacking. I show a little bit of it, but not all of it. You know why? Because the lighting sucks at night and everything looks ugly. That and because all the pantry raiding and nut butter dippage is too tedious for my liking. Besides, at this point I'm just using food as a conversation starter so I can keep writing this blog. Shhh don't tell it.

I woke up at 12:00 and figured it was a good time to have a big bowl of cereal with Almond Milk. I was right, it was a good time.



Now if you'd like to refer back to the top of the page where I begged the question, "How lame have my meals been lately?" The correct answer would be, they are not lame at all. However, I suppose in reference to meat my meals would be lame. Here's a better question, "how lame was my lunch yesterday?" Lame, someone definitely disabled my chicken. It can't walk.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Ella Ella Eh



Breakfast


Recycled photo? Yes.

Lunch

The Star of Show



The Main Event


I dressed up the Burger with some Sauerkraut, Mustard and Ketchup. On the side were some Weeds and a Brown Rice Wrap.

Suppa


There was some unpictured Ketchup for dipping. Obviously.

The Star of the WHOLE DAY


Peanut Butter and Chocolate Chip Larabar. How exciting is THIS?! It tasted even better than it sounds, it was like a REESES.

I drooled over this bar for the first half of Glee and hoovered it down during the last half. These halves were broken up like this.. First half - 58 minutes long, last half - 2 minutes long.

This was AWEsome..



I was seconds away from jumping up onto bed and busting out what I like to think are sexy moves. Seconds away..

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Brrrr

I've talked about the fact that healthy is a relative term on my blog before. What you consider healthy might not be what I consider healthy. You can also eat healthy foods and still not be healthy. Let's take yesterday for example. All of the food I ate would be considered healthy, however, was it a healthy day overall? Is eating 5 Tbsp of Nut Butter in a day healthy? I don't know. Is forgoing green vegetables healthy? I don't know. Is eating the same food for lunch and supper healthy? I don't know. Did you know forgoing and foregoing are both words? I didn't know.

Breakfast



So Sunday I went to the Rider game (Canadian Football League) with my Man and froze my a@# off. And my toes.. And my nose.. And my fingers.. It didn’t matter that I was wearing enough layers that I could have jumped off the roof of the Condo Castle and landed safely on the cement below. Or that I had made us late enough that we missed the entire first quarter (I was aiming for the first and second, but whatever). Nope, none of that mattered.

At first when we arrived and walked into the stadium I thought it was going to be okay. See the stadium seating is bench style which means each "seat" is divided up by nothing more than a number on the back of the bench. SO once you take into account the fact that 1 in 3 people are obese, you are basically sitting on top of one another. Now in the summer this angers me since it’s hot and sticky, however, in the winter it acts as heater. Those unusually large folks act as a barrier between me and the harsh November winds.

Anyway, as the score in the game got closer and the fans got rowdier people began to stand. This is always a domino affect. The people in the front row stand, the people in the row behind get angry because they can't see so they stand, and so on, and so on. Ugh. Standing means no more heater. The only time I care about the people standing in front of me is when they're blocking the time clock.

The game went into overtime and luckily I convinced my Sister to leave with me (her and her husband have season tickets beside us) and wait in the car for the boys. We spent the final 30 minutes in the car. Warm. With Peanut Butter Larabars. It was glorious. Well aside from the fact that we were parked in the hood and I thought every pedestrian was planning on smashing my window, stealing the two of us and selling us for drugs. Aside from that, glorious.

Anyway, back to food. Over my lunch hour yesterday I hit the gym for 30 minutes on the Elliptical. On my way back to work I stopped at home for...

One of THESE (to hold me over until I got back to the office)


Full scoop Protein Powder, Cinnamon and H20.

Annnnnnd this...


1 Cup of Egg Whites, Ketchup and a Brown Rice Wrap.

Late afternoon, as in 5 o'clock, an unexpected mission fell into my lap. One of the techs who was out on the road no longer had any room left on his work Visa. This was a problem because he was on an overnight job and needed a hotel room. Luckily, the hotel told him he could pay for his room in the morning. However, this meant I had to remember to call my sister once she got home from the gym (she'd already left work), ask her for the bank account password and then pay off the visa. Knowing my memory I knew I needed to include someone else in this mission, so I emailed her husband. Our emails went like this...

To Rae:

Hi Rae!!

I’m just telling you this so you might help me remember. I’ve sent an email to Kristin and I’m going to try call her tonight, but we need to get her to pay off Nelson’s Visa tonight. Anyway, I’m going to tell her but we both know my memory is as bad as yours. Maybe if we combine both of ours together it will make one legitimate memory.

To Britt:

You remember “Nelson” and I’ll remember “pay Visa” that way we share the responsibility.

To Rae:

Holy shit, I’d already forgotten. K, deal. Nelson, Nelson, Nelson, Nelson, Nelson..


And with that I headed home for supper. Now as sad as my lunch might have looked I actually liked it. SO....

Supper



I also liked my Breakfast. SO...

Supper Dessert



I spent the rest of the night watching 90210 and reading my Russell Brand book. Yes, the book I started reading months ago. I took a break okay. I was on a mission to finish the whole thing but when I realized it was 9 o'clock I figured 200 more pages was probably pushing it. So I set down the literature and grabbed an Almond Butter Jar. And finished it...

Since my Man had hockey at 9:45 he got home around 12:00 and woke me up. We all know I couldn't help myself and in typical fashion I headed downstairs for a bowl of THIS..



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Forgoing: To give up or do without.

Foregoing: Existing or coming before.

PPS

I paid off the visa.