Stupid Fuck of the Week Award

That would go to Cedric Benson. This guy makes a bazillion dollars a year and just got arrested again over the weekend for DUI. Rent a limo you dumb fuck! And if he throws that race card out like he did after his last arrest I'm going to hunt him down and slap him hard. Look how he's smiling, in his mug shot no less. What a jag. I hope they take his license away for good but I'm sure that won't happen. When he runs onto Soldier Field for the first home game this year, I for one will be booing the fuck out of him. I am sick and tired of these athletes and celebrities thinking they are above the law. It is out of control. Lock them all up, take away their fast cars and pit bulls and give their money to more deserving people. (Better yet, put them in a room and cover them with beef gravy and then let the pit bulls at 'em!) At the very least quit raising my ticket price to pay these assholes. There, I feel better.

In other HG news:
The storms came and went with fury this weekend. Mom and Dad were without power for more than 24 hours but thanks to their good neighbor who hooked them up to a generator it wasn't so bad. Our woods are so flooded and the ground is so saturated that it will be days before the water recedes back to the creek. This morning I took an amateur video of some poor fishes that got lost. I had hoped to post it here but I cannot get it to upload to youtube.

I'm off to the mall to look for a "fat dress" for Alex's wedding this weekend. Fifteen years ago when I lost more than 65 pounds I swore I would never go back. I also thought I would be smoking forever. All that has changed. It will be 5 months on Father's Day since I have smoked. 5 months and 20 pounds. It's crazy. I don't feel like I have been eating any more than usual but the 20 pounds came so fast. One battle at a time. Once I get over the smoking thing I will work on losing the weight. Never an easy task. One thing is certain, this is the only fat dress I am buying. Until the weight is off this is the only dress you will see on me.

I think I finally fixed the pictures from the "Wii"kend post. If you are still interested and haven't given up on me you should try to view them again. If you still can't view them, I give up!

Day 31

That's right. 31 days and no cigs. I can't even believe it myself. There are so many things that I have noticed/realized since quitting smoking.

• I can now purchase sweat pants and pajama pants without pockets.
  
• My cute little "dress" bags have much more room in them without the cigs.


• I don't smell like an ashtray anymore and neither does my car or house.


• There is more to most restaurants than just the bar area.


• My purses no longer have to have an inside pocket.


• My sense of smell is incredible.

These are just a few. Today when we fly to Kauai (woooohoooooooo!!!!!!) I won't have to rush outside to smoke while Rick waits for our luggage. And I won't have to worry about stashing my lighter before going through security. This non-smoking thing gets easier and easier. I think vacation will be a challenge. Cocktails, beach, good food. All of those things used to include my cigs. Should be interesting.

Off to Kauai then on to Providence to see IllinoiSkating whoop some ass at Nationals. And to eat some yummy lobsters. Thanks to Al and Mary Ann for the lobster recommendations!

It's Time

I'm finally going to do it. That's right. I'm quitting that dirty, filthy, expensive habit that is also killing me. Today is Day One. One day at a time. I'm not going cold turkey. I got me some drugs. There's a concept, take drugs to quit drugs. Kind of crazy. There is a new drug called Chantix that has shown great results. But I must also do my part. I cannot expect to simply pop a pill and never want to smoke again. I know this will be the battle of my life but I am so ready. I refuse to let the cigs control my life any longer. And the money I will be saving in the coming year will be more than enough for a fabulous vacation. That's what I call incentive.

Last night Rick and I went to the casino. They have this neat little heated tent outside for the smokers since Illinois is now smoke free. As I stood in this smoke filled tent having my Marlboro, there was an older gentleman with a very gruff voice and a wicked cough complaining about having to be in this tent to smoke. He went on and on about his grandfather who smoked lived to be 105, how alcohol is more dangerous than smoking (I don't know the stats on that and I'm pretty sure this guy didn't either,) and all the additives they put in food that will kill you. In between his coughs he sounded utterly ridiculous. As much as I have enjoyed my smoking over the years I have never argued the medical facts that smoking kills. This guy was an idiot. I do not want to be an idiot. End of story. Wish me luck.