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Just like Katy Perry, I want to go Raw – but quite a lot different. Not entirely raw because the thought of consuming a raw egg does not appeal to me in any way shape or form. Blerk. Cooked? Fine. Raw? No. But raw enough to be eating more fruits and veges in their non-cooked form and creating tasty snacks out of raw foods that aren’t necessarily just a piece of fruit, or a freshly peeled carrot. 

A visit to my naturopath today to sort out some of my digestive issues concluded in a general “eat more raw food” message. And not because she’s a dirty hippy who thinks anything cooked over 65 degrees is the devil, but because, from her professional health perspective, raw foods contain the enzymes our tummies need to help break down the food in the first place. I almost asked her if steaming was OK. I already knew the answer… sigh…. 

My tummy doesn’t produce those enzymes so well and needs a little help along. And because it doesn’t produce the enzymes so well, it can’t break down my food for me and so I get gassy (sexy!) and tired and then I get smelly and grumpy and that’s not nice for me or anyone else around me. I’m eating well and pretty balanced and I don’t consume a lot of processed foods but I’m not absorbing a lot of the goodness in my food because I can’t digest it properly to maximise the absorption process. Bad tummy.

So! Does anyone have any tasty raw food recipes they would like to share with me? Or a wonderful raw food blog that is helpful and awesome? I love salad. So a site completely dedicated to salads would be amaze-balls.

I once knew a girl who was on a raw food diet who looked SICK a lot of the time. Pretty sure she had taken it to the extreme and had become undernourished. I won’t go that far. I want to look healthy, but most of all I want to FEEL healthy. The looking healthy will just come as part of that. Surely.

Mostly I want recipes, I don’t so much need the tips on balance of vitamin and nutrient intake, or supplementing to avoid deficiencies – I’m proficient in deficiencies and have been given potions, powders and pills oh my! to combat and compliment the process. It’s more the food I want. Mmmm fooood.

Have you gone raw? Share! I know you want to 🙂


So, you decided to de-activate your Facebook account…

Good for you! I did too.

Yup, I did it. I turned it off. I de-activated. I erased myself from cyber space. Except for this blog. And my email. And Pinterest. And Trade Me. And many other social type networky sites. (Aren’t they all social websites now anyway?)

But mainly Facebook which is really the most time consuming, hour erasing, highest rate of BRRSI inducing sites of them all. That last one stands for “Bejeweled Related Repetitive Strain Injury”. If you don’t know what Bejeweled is, be thankful. I too, didn’t know once.

Deleting Bejeweled was the stepping stone towards de-activation of the site that shall not be named. First I was like “I spend too much time on this, I am unproductive at work, my husband gets a little mad when I play it at home and therefore, pay less attention to him. So I should just get rid of it”. I don’t think husband cared that much – afterall, he spends his time playing baseball on ye olde smartphone.

After Bejeweled was gone, I started deleting other apps! And before I knew it a discussion on a friends page had ensued, regarding how much of a time waster Facebook is and I thought “I’ll take a stand! I’ll delete Facebook from my life!”

It’s only been a couple of hours but I feel good. I don’t feel like I’m missing anything. Or am I? AM I? I could just check TSTSNBN… Oh, wait. I can’t. I mustn’t.

They make it SO easy to get back on. You just log back in. Simple. Same username, same password. BOOM!

Things I will miss about the F book:

  1. Posting photos – because I’m really awesome at taking the same digitally mundane photos as the next person and everyone should see them. Oooh, those mountains. Oooh, that pout.
  2. Posting witty/funny/emotive/wordly/pointless status update. I actually will miss this. It was my thing (so unique)
  3. Sharing the Katy Perry video I just watched on YouTube – as a joke. Of course. pfft.
  4. Knowing what you are doing or not doing or going to do or have just done and with whom
  5. Playing Scrabble

Things I will not miss about F book:

  1. All of the above

I don’t know how long this will last. It’ll either be until I realise no one noticed I had gone so I’ll be forced to make a “come back” ultimately bringing me MORE attention than I got when I was on there. Or, until I start to feel the FOMO and it blankets me like a big dark cloud that has no friends and I can no longer add to my conversations “oh really, you didn’t know? I did, I saw it on Facebook”. Always such a reliable source. To be clear, I left because it was a massive time waster and I had wondered for a while if I could do it. It was not to see how many people would miss me or beg me to come back or build “Please bring Jenna back to Facebook with 10,000 likes” pages. I know they will.

Zac Efron doesn’t have Facebook and neither does my friend Melissa and also my mum. And they’re all ok. Well, two thirds of them are OK.

I’ll be OK too.