Stuffings

It's hard to be blue in July - I mean, I manage it, it's just hard - especially when I finally started half of my detox yesterday.

I say 'half' because technically I didn't give up coffee or cigarettes. But since I didn't pig out on crap for the first time in a month, and I didn't have any alcoholic yumminess, I'd say it was a success. It's important to revitalize every once in a while. I imagine it's like lying in a bathtub for months. The system naturally changes the water regularly, but on occasion it's a good idea to stand up, shower, and scrub off the dingy residue.

I haven't driven my car since last Tuesday. My brother stole it and hasn't been back yet to return my freedom. I finally gave in and borrowed my mom's Honda to drive into town (craft supplies, reading at Chapters, gym, and flower shop because I think there's nothing better for the soul than fresh flowers). The pure joy of being able to put on my radio station in the car and sing along to good songs was the best thing about my yesterday. Well, that, and snuggling into a new Sophie Kinsella book.

Today I'm itching for a really good girlie movie - gloopy with estrogen, like an epic film about a queen. I want to eat popcorn and fall in love with someone on-screen and wish I was as skinny as the heroine and plan on what I'll do with my hair if it ever grows out and dramatically change my mind about the whole romance thing.

That or Shrek 3.