I keep forgetting to mention that, after six weeks at the body shop, Trixie is back! I'm so happy to be driving my own little car again. One side of her looks completely brand new, while the other side looks older and a bit ghetto, I'm afraid. Primarily it's the tires and rims. One side has bright shiny rims and beautiful new tires, and the other has dingy, scratched up rims and tires with pieces falling off due to me scraping along the curb all the time while parking. Oh well.

I'm going to book my flight to Israel tomorrow! Yay!

My friend Stephanie gave me a gorgeous worry stone the other day as part of my birthday present. It's perfect, and I find having it with me is calming and nice. Thank you!

If I started working on my French lessons again, I'd be dangerously close to fulfilling my new year's resolutions. This has never happened to me before. Not even close. For your reading enjoyment, let's go ahead and recap and congratulate me.

I wanted to let go of a lot of past pain and hurt, and I am. I wanted to plan a trip to somewhere cool, and I am. I wanted to sign up to volunteer, and I am (youth tutoring and summer reading program). I wanted to have romantic adventures, and I am. Or, at least I'm on my way to having them - I hope! I wanted to organize my life, create a meditation room, and spruce up my apartment, and I have and am. It's always a work in progress and still sort of looks like a college kid's apartment, but it's my comfy home. I like being here. Although I'm fairly normal and sane and perfect (haha), I decided, in my quest for self understanding, that I want to give therapy a whirl this year, and I am. June 10th. While visiting with my fam over Memorial Day weekend, I kept threatening to write things down as therapy discussion topics. Pretty soon I just had to shout, "June 10th!" and everyone knew what I meant. I have a list. :) I wanted to turn one of my smaller flower beds into a garden that reflects my emotional state, and I am. I call it my art. So far, I have impatients, lavender, a Bleeding Heart, some other pretty delicate flowers that I love, and a couple of Charmed Velvets to plant. The chives are going to have to move out, though. I wanted to try new things and stretch myself to grow, and I am, slowly but surely (karaoke!). I wanted to learn to speak my truth more easily and openly with people, expressing my thoughts and wants, and I am. Again, slowly and with some difficulty, and not always with the results I'd like. But, I'm doing it. Finally, I wanted to learn French, and...I'm not. Damn!

I still sound all smug and self-satisfied and snotty, don't I?

I saw SatC last night, and I loved it! I was so ridiculously excited to see that movie. It was crazy. While sitting in the theater with my friends before it started, I was bouncing around in my seat doing a Megan Happy Chair Dance. They looked at me like I'm nuts. I grinned like an idiot throughout the entire thing. It was just so good to see the ladies again. I loved the fashion, and I thought the writers did a good job with the story. I felt Charlotte's pain during one particularly hilarious scene. The whole thing made me happy.

Oh, I'm so looking forward to the new Coen brothers movie Burn After Reading in September. Brad Pitt gets to do what he does best: play crazy. It looks so great, and the preview made me want to watch the Big Lebowski again. Can't wait!

It's late and I'm tired. Even though I'm annoyed with this crappy weather, I can't imagine anything more lovely right now than curling up under the covers with a book, and falling asleep to the cozy sound of the rain hitting the patio outside.

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