My Mixed Up Healthy Rock and Roll Life

{March 21, 2013}   Random Thoughts

Since this is my blog and I can decorate it just as easily as I can tear down the walls, and can change the rules as I please, I am going to use these next few minutes to write what comes into my head without editing.

Starving really means to perish or to die from lack of food. Why do we use the term so loosely? We aren’t exactly dying from hunger, but we have been dying since we were born. We get older all the time. There is no fixing that. There is no cork to stop the overflow of the aging process, and there is not a thing we can do about reaching death’s door at some point in our lives. Starving. Obviously we are using the word as a metaphor. Are we dying to stop dying or are we perishing because we have trouble sitting uncomfortably with simple hunger pangs for a few moments? There are people out there who are literally dying from lack of food, but I wonder if they ever complain about being starving the way we do? We are so lost in translation that we can’t even recognize the importance and the true power of words. We toss them aside and kick them out of the way as if they were dirty underwear, but shouldn’t we take a few moments and think about why we use the words that we use? Are we that cretinous and misinformed? Do people read books anymore? If so, I want to know what books. I want a list. Am I mad about people using the word “starving”? No. I use it constantly, and I despise that. I am not starving–or at least not in the Middle English way.


before 1000; Middle English sterven, Old English steorfan  to die; cognate with German sterben

[stahrv] Show IPA verb, starved, starv·ing.

verb (used without object)


to die or perish from lack of food or nourishment.
I am not “sterven”. If we were that “sterven”, we would not be able to express it in the ostentatious manner that we do: ” Dude, I’m so starving right now I could eat a horse…” If we were truly “steofan” I assure you, we would not have the energy to relay that message.Image

ImageMel’s Rockin Guac!

2 Avocadoes

1/4 red onion

1/4 container of grape tomatoes

1/2 lemon

1/2 lime

2 TBS green onion

1.) cut grape tomatoes in 4ths

2.) squeeze 1/2 lemon and 1/2 lime over the top of the tomatoes and let them soak in the juice.

3.) add 1/4 finely chopped red onion and stir in with tomatoes

4.) add 2 avocados and mash with a fork until it’s soft. Stir so that all ingredients blend together.

5.) sprinkle chopped green onion on top and add a dash of sea salt, cracked pepper and crushed red pepper to taste.


ImageWAIT!!!! Don’t throw out those scraps!!! Treat your skin to an avocado, lemon, lime and raw honey face mask–your skin will thank you!


**The remnants of your avocado that is still sticking around after scooping it into the guac bowl

**the tiny bit of lemon and lime juice that remain from the guac recipe

**1/2 tsp of raw honey.


Blend in a little dish and apply evenly on dry clean skin. Let sit for 10 minutes until dry and then rinse off with water and towel dry: BEAUTIFUL!

If you don’t like reading about feminine issues you may want to avert your eyes–however this could be the post that could change mind and more importantly your life. I made the trek into a green juice and vegan raw food diet. WHY oh WHY, would I do that you ask? Well, I will have you know I happened to only eat my steak moo-ing in the middle and preferred to eat that lb of bacon with pride, and God forbid those vegan assholes come after me with their “you shouldn’t eat anything with a mother and a face!” bullshit (excuse my swearing rant. This is really what goes on in my head…).  Here’s the deal, ladies and germs: I was getting sick. My entire life I have battled horrible menstrual cramps and irregular periods. Last year my ovaries took a turn for the worse and began producing ovarian cysts that would rupture and cause debilitating pain, abnormal bleeding, nausea, headaches, fatigue, etc… Every month I would suffer wondering, when the hell is this going to stop. After internal ultrasounds and gynecological exams, I was left with the same options: birth control or if it doesn’t get better–surgery. “Le Sigh…” Now before I continue, please keep in mind that this could all be some crazy ass coincidence, and I am always trying to debunk the latest diet fads and crazes so please keep the: “you shouldn’t jump ahead of yourself” comments to a minimum. 

My previous diet consisted of pretty much this: Coffee–and when I say coffee I mean it. 8 cups a day on average. Holy jitters and energy crashes, Batman! Animal Protein. Lots of it. Hey, I wanted to gain lean muscle. I stopped eating bread and rice and pasta and started eating more meat. Dairy. Who cut the cheese? I DID. Cheese has no carbs…good right? Hmmm.. very few vegetables and synthetic protein shakes with Whey, but loaded with other stuff I could not pronounce. Not good. You can probably guess that my PH levels were definitely not in the alkaline range. Welcome to “Acid- City”, population, me.

So where’s my point? Well, it’s more like a rounded tip right now waiting to gain all it’s sharpness, but here’s the freaking scoop: this month, after a year of suffering, I have yet to see abnormal bleeding. No cramping. No headaches. No bloating. No dizziness. No Quasimodo like hunched over pain. Did I mention NO abnormal bleeding? Am I crazy, or is this green and raw lifestyle saving my life? I’m starting to think I’m not crazy. I am also starting to think those vegan assholes are right. In the meantime, stay tuned. If this is only the beginning, I wonder what lies ahead? Image

et cetera