I am a liar. & a damaged good.

Remember the time...I said I would post...but then I didn't?
I apologize! I apologize! I know that my absence has grieved all 5 of you, devout readers.
To be honest, I've been mentally posting since then, but none of these "mental posts" made it to the inter-web. & then the looming cloud of needing to write my promised review on how the detox went just made me want to run away from posting. But Alas! I will no longer be chained! I am detoxed, Hear Me Roar!! (Apparently, detoxing as also made me extremely melodramatic)
The Detox Diet actually worked out pretty well...until Valentine's Day came and I devoured 5 pieces of pizza.
In my defense, the pizza was delicious. 
Needless to say, I had a stomach ache for days after. I basically did the #1 DO NOT DO rule..which is to not to slowly ease back into a regular diet. Whaattevvaaa.
My overall review of the Detox Diet is that it truly was effective in 'detoxing'. Like any spoiled Paris Hilton puppy, my stomach grew accustomed to healthy, organic foods and would throw a fit in the style of cramps, bloating, and explosive diarrhea pain whenever I fed it packaged items. Basically, my stomach became a prissy biatch. MAYBE, had I slowly went back to my normal eating habits...this would have never happened...I suppose I shall never know.
In other news...today, I hit my head trying to open this window.

"How?' you say? By pushing the pane too ferociously causing the window to spin and crash on my head. This is the result of
a) being too strong of a window-opener
b) being too short so that the window would hit exactly where the top of my noggin is.
I can't say I'm not a little loopy or dizzy from such an experience. I can say that I'm embarrassed of the people who witnessed such a spectacle. I must have looked so pathetic.