comrade simba

Take off your shoes, empty your pockets into the tubs provided, move forward through the scanner. Hope they don't mistake my house for someone elses come swat raid. I like my dog... On three everyone... "They hate us for our Freedom!" Now go read Howard Zinn.

I most righteously threw my tobacco away, resting peacably with the knowledge that if I caved I could smoke Aines, heh heh. (She quit a month after me)

You might try a fairly lightweight kettlebell. Machines tend to isolate which muscles are being worked, so the kettlebell will strengthen all the little muscles that work the big muscle being overworked by the machine. That made sense ya? Kettlebells are way cooler than those sissy machines anyway. :-D

and you get a rubber duckie floatie ring. I insert a bottle of Mr. Bubble

and she does the best damn job of hoeing the peapatch ya ever did see, chuckling at the likes of Martha Stewart. I insert Howard Zinn's A Peoples' History of the United States

Another month for the late January quitters club. El Bandito is up next!

He gets six months in county... and has to put it back. I insert a ticket stub from the St. Louis Arch.

It's all good here, I rolled over the 5 month mark yesterday. Been on a "vacation" the last few days in Indiana building a roof frame onto posts for a friend of mine's house in the woods. No electricity, but plenty of bugs. Glad to be back home, heh heh. I suppose the sparse postings this last month has been just being less focused on the quit which is because the urge and idea of smoking is fading. That is a good thing in my world! My internet time was limited before I quit and I'm just not going to be one of the hardcore regulars posting here, but I should pop in on monthly anniversaries for a howdy and toss some "it can be done" experience/encouragement to the newbies. Keep my hat in the ring so to speak. Aine's quit is still solid; we miss it a bit at times but won't trade what we have for going back to what it was like before. I still can't run but I out worked guys in their early 30's on the framing job this week. Hot, sweaty and sore as hell but never ran out of air. Got control over the fat ring that popped up around my waist... it's a one inch pinch and shrinking now. Thanks for asking how we are! Congrats to all for not smoking this month!

Good for you. That's the toughest one so it only gets more doable from here!

Okay, it took over 4 months to get here but it finally happened. Last night as I was going to bed I shut down the computer and remembered I didn't check the smoke board. As I turned out the light it occurred to me I couldn't remember one time during the day that I thought about smoking. Of course the Demon Universe made me pay for it today by throwing me a 9 on the 10 scale crave, but remembering yesterday I just told the crave to stuff it. I'm looking for the next milestone where I see myself to be one who doesn't smoke anymore as opposed to one who is quitting smoking.

Week one in the bag - next week is overall easier except for the one or two really freaky wanna smoke waves that come out of the blue. What worked for me was saying I didn't want to go back to smoking full time so I just didn't light up the first one. Good job.

Waaay late to the party but I'm real happy you made it so far!

10 is such a cool number! Congrats!

I'd ditch the conflicting work hours. Life is too short to spend it making money for someone else.

I can't keep wolves out of my broccoli and carrot beds. Rabbits are picking off my ducks one by one.

Did ya follow her around inside to see what kind of crap they bought... a bunch of plastic crap and maybe some high fructose frankenfood for the kiddos? A bit of boredom and secondhand smoke just may be the least of these kids' problems... I try real hard to blot out what people do to their kids. I go into a tunnel vision blinders on mode when I have to go to a walmart. It's best not to look at anything. The above proves my point.

If I had forgot there would be hell to pay, heh heh. It's nice to not hear that horrid cough anymore - it always scared me a bit. Love you!

The garden.

It's a rabbit. I raised it for food. I killed it, skinned it, gutted it, and took a picture before it went in the pot. My food doesn't come from the walmart. If yours does what's wrong with you? Why would somebody who calls themselves running with wolves be bothered by a picture of a skinned and gutted rabbit?

You get a gnat. I insert a soap bubble

Hooray for the late january quitter group!

you get a litter of squealing pigs running for their lives. I insert earmuffs

My internet time "budget" was a lot fatter in the winter when I quit. Now it's slim... just enough time to scan the 3 or 4 places I go for messages, hot topics, and the odd bit that strikes me as interesting. I will stay active here and at the very least pop in on anniversaries just to show the newbs it can be done. Stuff something into the Coke Machine, and do my part to keep Julie in line, too, heh heh.

Thanks everybody. The smoke alarm only went off once today... during a break in between strawberry picking. Gone before I had a chance to think about it. I still wonder when I'll start having a whole day go by without the smoke alarm chirping. Maybe it's actually like traffic noise - it's there but you don't really hear it unless you think about it. Or maybe like the pop pop pop of gunshots when I lived in South Central, heh heh. Two more days and Julie gets her attagirls!

Why would you plant something you can't eat fer cris'sakes? Heh heh.