Go ahead. Have a look. Take your time.
What is that? Yea, it’s a Cherry Coke. But that isn’t all. IT’S SWEET NECTOR is what THAT is! It’s wonderful, uplifting, caffeinated, sweetened GOLD I tell you!! And I miss it.
This is Day 4 of Week 2 (of the eleventh month in the 2011th year, for those of you who want to be porky mouths and have something funny to say!!!!) of Ashley’s full on assault of not having soda. I had soda on two different occasions last week, but Thanksgiving was Thursday and Rob took me out on Saturday. I’ve been clean for 4 days. And Juicy Juice, chocolate milk and coffee aren’t cutting it. I come from a soda family. Soda was always in my house, my grandmother’s house and my friend’s homes. It was everywhere, and at one point in my life I was drinking it like water. NO MORE I SAY!! OK, well not “no more” as in “no more for the rest of forever.” Like THAT will ever happen. But instead of viewing it as a normal part of my diet, I’m trying to view it as a treat.
I feel like the fish on Finding Nemo. The one in the fishtank at the dentist’s office guarding the treasure chest that spouted out bubbles. I miss MY bubbles.
Ashley is about to CRACK. Funny thing is not long before someone challenged me not to have soda, I was doing OK and maybe having soda once or twice a week, sometimes more. But I didn’t long for it the way that I do now that someone told me that I shouldn’t have it. How fickle we humans are. What want what we can’t have. Or shouldn’t have. I could walk right up the street and put 75 cents into a soda machine and get a Dr. Pepper right now.
Wait…I COULD walk right up the street and do that….
NO. I’m NOT going to do that. It is funny to at least entertain the thoughts of it. Maybe I’ll sing 99 bottles of coke on the wall. Or count Cherry Cokes until I fall asleep tonight.