Last week, I talked about a time when I put my glasses on a dog, and we all had a good laugh about it until the dog took off wearing my glasses. I wish I had the presence of mind to stick a cigarette in the dog’s mouth. Remembering the dog (who’s almost certainly dead by now, because this was 50 years ago), it would have looked really funny.
I started smoking when I was about 13 and was smoking heavily by the time I was 15. It is a filthy, nasty habit, don’t get me wrong, but it was also quite enjoyable, and there are days that I honestly miss it. I was able to quit painlessly after about 30 years. Just put it up one day and said "that’s enough" and never looked back.
But I still miss it. I also miss the days when they were 50 cents a pack and $5 for a carton, because everything was cheaper then.
Christine runs Simply 6 Minutes every week. She has all the rules at her place.