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As I am writing, I thought to take a break, get a glass of soda and I automatically reached for my pack of cigarettes and lit one up. Not doing so well, but remember its the last pack.

The next few post will  follow my attempt to quit Smoking. Most of my late youth and adult life found me smoking daily. Now its time to stop!   

Cigarettes were always available, too available.  Before I begin, a count down to the day I stop, I must  tell you the story of how I began smoking. 

A sort of countdown is  necessary.  At this very moment I have one pack of cigarettes and hardly any money to buy.  In my neighborhood, cigarettes can cost anywhere between $12.75, $11.75, $11.50 to $8.00.  If I am lucky, I will buy the latter, yielding the greatest discount.   

I love long journeys.  A long bus ride to Chicago, California or Texas is one of  the greatest enjoyment of travelling.  Well, as a youngster, I didn’t go on many family outings.  We went to PA a few times, travelling by car and I think I enjoyed the long  journey. 

Riding in cars,  when I was young, were great experiences.   I enjoyed leaving my home to go anywhere.  It was the smoking that went on during the actual car ride that annoyed and bothered me.  My aunt smoked and smoked in the car, so on most trips  In the car with the windows closed, without fresh air, I  practically suffocated from cigarette smoke.   Today, they consider this “second-hand smoke.  

 I believe I was one of the first human being to  feel the effects of second-hand smoke.  I  hated sitting in the back of the car, unable to open the windows to let out the smoke.  My aunt would actually become annoyed  if I tried to open the windows.  Sometimes, she would try to hit me for opening a window.  That was my second Smoking encounter.  My mom smoked, so I am sure I experienced second-hand smoke escapades.  I just  don’t recall the harsh effects of her smoking.  She wasn’t home much.  She was building and operating  her business (cab stand). 

 My mother’s smoking was my first encounter with smoking.

The third encounter which lead to a life-time of smoking  was ” The found Cigarettes.” 

 I found my mother’s very  last pack of cigarettes she had planned to smoke, but never got the chance.  she had purchased  a pack of cigarettes her very last night on this earth.  You see, my mother, “murdered” because of Alcohol, cigarettes and adultery.   

Murdered by her employee one night in 1966, March 17, she had her last  pack of cigarettes  in her pocketbook  on the night she died.  Her sister, my aunt wrapped the cigarettes in a hankie, placing the cigarettes in hankie, in the dresser of draws, in my mother’s bedroom.  

Her Death:

 My mother had  played Bingo earlier this evening, realizing she didn’t have her car registration, she panic knowing she  loaned her car to one of the cab drivers, she panicked.  My mother called her brother-in-law to help her find the cab driver.  Her  brother- in law,  working at the cab stand, picked my mother up from home.  Together they searched the immediate area until they found the driver who had someone in the car, drinking and smoking all of which annoyed my mom or perhaps it was jealousy.  

 The story was told to me this way:

After she and my uncle located her car, the driver attempted to explain why he wasn’t working and why he was sitting in the car on Supthin boulevard, in front of Kitchen corners, a neighborhood bar with a women in her car. 

An argument ensued.  There was screaming and yelling.  Foul language uttered.  A scuffle broke out between my mom and the driver, her boyfriend at the time. 

 My father died in July 1963. 

I don’t remember my mother ever being with anyone other than my father.  Except one night, my mom had gentlemen company.  When my mom had company or gave a party, her attention, divided, accordance loaned itself to my desires.  I could have the candy she guarded close at other times.  It was the milk chocolate, Nestle candy bar that made me  remember her entertaining male company.  It was innocent at that time.   I never saw him again.  He was  accused of killing my mom, or inducing the  heart attack that took her life.

The “found” pack of Camels:

Second-hand smoke works strangely.  One would think a murder,  exposure to second-hand smoke, warnings from the Surgeon General would advert a smoking habit.   This behavior demonstrates mental retardation.

Home alone:

I searched through my mothers dresser of draws, frantically like I had lost something.  I always wanted more information about the death of my mother.  A reason explaining why “the Man” responsible for inducing her heart attack never spent one day in jail.  Had society lost its mental capacity to arrest this man for killing my mom.  Instead of find an explanation, I found cigarettes, and I stole them out of the draw, smoking every last one.  

  I smoked, sporadically until I reached the age of 13.  At  the age of 13, I learned I had a habit.  Imagine, at the tender age of 13, I had a full-fledged Cigarette habit with a discriminating taste for a particular cigarette brand.   

Powers That Be

This is my last chance to Quit.  The decision to stop, made  for me by the Cigarettes manufacturers.  No longer able to afford to smokes helps with the decision to stop.  Before Congress passed a law prohibiting Indian Reservations from selling cheap, cheaper, some of the cheapest cigarettes in the United States, I would buy four cartons of “SkyDancer” menthol from the Reservation, every month.  Richard and I smoked four hundred cigarettes every month for less than One Hundred & fifty dollars.  Now, to smoke every day, one pack per day, per week, per month costs more than two hundred and eighty dollars per month.   

Powers that Are

Community grocery stores, knowing the plight of  the consumer who smokes, sell loose cigarettes at a discount.  Three loose cigarettes for two dollars.  The smokers are grateful to our grocers for understanding.  Our grocers manage to keep the cost of cigarettes at a minimum, $11.75 per pack.  A Teamo or any Smoke shop will cost the average consumer $15.00 per pack of Marlboro lights or Newport. 

A Political Take

Our government shows  concern for  the health of its citizens.  Even though, the government is giving up over two billion dollars in taxes, it won’t receive from its smoking populace, the government will eventually have a smoke free nation.  Health care costs, cut.  Health issues related to smoking, cut.  Second-hand smoking effects, cut.  Recycling  cost for cigarette packaging, cut.

Win, Win

I can only win if I stop smoking.  I know I will cut down considerably before I actually stop altogether,  It will be great to breath in  fresh again.  I will only ask my fellow smoker not to blow your smoke in my face as I pass by.  You all know who you are.  I cutting down until I stop. 

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Adventures of  a Spirited life or the Adventures of my daily life.  See you there!

Hello world!

Been missing feelings of expression, sharing and the written laughter that secretly comes with creating a Blog.  I  did enjoy blogging before I became MIA, but as life would dictate other matters took precedence over my blogging.  But, I am back now and I plan to stay.  So, ready or not, I come to the World of Blogging with no desperate medical story; I am not asking anyone to buy sometime, even though your mortal lives might depend on my Themes of Love, Peace and Harmony; I do, but I don’t have the secrets for the perfect love life, the perfect   sexual mate, or the perfect chocolate souffle.  Me, me, and more of me on a daily basis.  Sharing, laughing no crying, just the purest honest and most sincere self-centered showcase of my life and existence. 

Hope You’re Down!

The WP Themes are sensational. Found two or three that expressed the depths of my immediate emotions, and some that has a lingering sensations expressing my Spirit’s delight.

                                       It’s good to be back. 

As one would have it, life takes you to places you don’t want to go, places you never knew existed or places that could never mean you well. 

I made through 2010, 2009 and 2008.  Sorry to mention, but my Website didn’t fare well.  I had to dismantle Creationcares.com.  Fortunately, memory exists.  I built a nice site, using Yahoo’s Templates and suggestions.  My very first site was created using Microsoft “front page.”  Failure to get the site as individual files on Yahoo’s File Directory, I created two other sites.  I created a StoreFront website.  I later created a basic Website using the Tools and Applications loaned to me from Yahoo.    Notice how I said ” created a website using Yahoo’s Tools and Application. 

Well, I never used the Applications or managed any apps, but the tools were great.  Having to close the site due to inactivity no purchases and just a few visits, I think I had more than one hundred  visits.  I kept the site up for a year, filling out tax forms wanting to keep an Accounting system.  Nothing ever developed, I was still very proud of my website, as most people.  Never cried when I discontinued the site; never cried when I would check the sales page, which always appeared empty or said “No Sale.”  I didn’t even cry when I used my last bit of Savings to purchase Advertisement.  You know the kind of advertisement I’m talking about When you pay to get a space on Google, Yahoo or Local.  Local was free.  The new advertisement Online have you pay to Que Up your website in a sequence of profit. Knowing that you site doesn’t rate the standing Order.  A sponsored space, oh everything was so complicated, so depressingly fun!      Yes, I miss my site.  I am going to find a way to get my Themes Read, one way or another. 

Well, I must leave you all for now.  No, I will not, not come back.  I am having a spot of trouble with my Microsoft Essential Security. The Update won’t up or date properly.  I am left in a lurch.  I ‘ve been in a lurch for the past three days.  Just because I took a computing break for a few days, so the Anti Virus definition failed to get its definition and my Computer is definition-less.  Oh, what a day, what a day.  I promise to be a better blogger and a better friend to you.  I know you like me, the things I go through and you like my blog.  Yes, I have been a disappointing blogger, but I promise to be better this year.  I promise to blog It everyday.

Gotta Go.  See you Tomorrow.  I know.  You thought I was going to say ” See You Soon.”  Fooled You!

This month is nearly over, and I am nearly done, finally completed the Products that will save my life.  Hopefully, the Themes will save many other lives, at the minimum help enrich their personalities, enhance their spirits, building their character traits  that best reflects their ideologies, beliefs and perceptions. 

I’ve had a most hectic month, nothing worked, my Security system found a virus on my computer.  Now, how bad can things get.  I read in the Times, where a Credit Card company closes an old Women’s credit card account for inactivity.  I was heart broken, the old women have no family or friends.  I sent the women a money order for twenty five dollars.  After the Times made such a big deal, they reinstated the Credit Card.  I was elated.  Furthermore, if I know United States of America, people are crying and sending money to her right now.  The old women stated she would use the Credit Card to take a trip to Mexico.  I said let them close the account. Mexico is too much for the elderly, unless they have a companion.  Actually, I said open the account.  I had a wonderful time in Cancun, Mexico.  I enjoyed Water jetting, snorkeling, the night life could have been better, or I did not know where to go for a Very good Time. Time.

I like embellishing when I blog.  I don’t pretend or make up many stories, but today, I felt like telling a lie.  I am writing because I am nervous about starting my E-commerce Web Site.  I wrote a Three Hundred Page Essay, in three sections labeled Expressions & Word Themes of Love, Peace and Harmony.  Each theme supports and buttress one another, yet each theme stands alone.  It took me Three years to write, rewrite, review and revise each theme.  I purchased two editing and proof reading tools to help me proof read my work.  I read each theme twice, one theme I read three times and my editing tool can still find errors.  I purchased the tool for the purpose of finding all mistakes.  It does a good job.  I think it is One of the best on the Internet market, but I will search as soon as I am finished here. 

To release and relieve stress and tension, I play chess online.  I have a number of computer games and I am affiliated with several online Professional games, polling activities and trivia, through a web site named Braingle.com.  This web site have a number of Trivia games, Quizzes, word, board, and mental games.  I played a game named "Werewolf."   In the WW game, there are two groups, the human and the WW.  The humans must shoot the WW and the WW’s must eat the humans.  The game is evenly matched with a team of wolves and humans.  The moderator gives clues to help determine Who’s Who.  From the clues everyone discuss who might be a WW in the day, and the WW discuss who will be eaten at night.  The wws know the humans, but the humans don’t know the wws.  This is where the game gets complicated or the action is at hand.  Everyone Votes and Discuss to determine the outcome.  I was voted out and shot before I could explain.  I was so mad. I wanted to play longer.  I could not play.  I had work to do.  If you get a chance http:\\www.braingle.com   The second site, if you ever wanted to ask America a question, but did not know how to Create a Poll  at http:\\www.buzzdash.com 

Well, I have to go now.  I am happy we had some time together.  I’ll be back soon.  I wanted to release the tension and stress, because I had so much trouble on my mind, but now it’s all gone.

  • Finally, My Editing program is up running yet  I would never swear to its, so called operable functionality.  I will look at it in a few moments.  Uh, you see the picture of my loved Shih Tzu, I thought to bring Maxim out with me today, just so he can see what’s going on, ha?  I am just trying out the features on My Space.  His picture is too dark.  I must try out the photo equipment software I have stored, remove this photo and replace it with a brighter photo, so you all can see Maxim Whoo Shin, woo shin.

The little bugger has taken over my life and food.  He wont eat Dog Food.  It’s driving me batty.  The best, the worse, he will not eat.  With rice added, he might eat a little.  It takes so much out of me, time effort, who knew?

  • One would believe that I have all the time in the world, but I am at the end of my Project.  I might have finished had my proofing tool not went on the blink.  I asked the company why not create updates like everyone? Instead of turning off the switch when they create new features, add new functionality to improve the program.  Believe me, this editing program has come a long way, I watched them for three years.  Now, boasting blogs, search engines, English Lessons, their editing tool is outstanding, especially, for people who may have difficulty with English Composition.  The editor floats along with you as your writing catching all grammatical errors, usage and spelling errors, providing alternatives to sentences that can stand a suggest, but when it comes to English Usage its on the ball.  They catch mistakes, we carelessly make when  trying to write, getting the information on paper.  Well, enough of the editing tool, which I absolutely adore. 

I can start proof reading again.  This is the last proofing, checking for all grammar errors, spelling and punctuation.  After this last proof reading, my essays will read well, provide information and inspire all who read them.  I look forward to building the web site, which is almost completed.

  • Boarders, pictures, no sound and nice fonts were my idea of a comforting Web Site and colors.  I used soft, smoke like colors. No browns, reds or blacks, I used the color green and Olive.   How do you use smoke like colors?  You envision the colors as smoke, clouds, well, you can draw clouds.  Not really smoke.  Colors that immediately begin calming  and relaxing your mind.  Nothing bright, shocking or extreme, nothing racy or too brilliant or colors that take you aback, when the site opens.  I used colors  to fuse with your immediate  psychic, immediately.  The first layer of  human acknowledgment, the first time or when humans open their intellectual door or when humans encounter awareness, the mind adjusts to the environment. 

"Yes, the mind adapts to the environmental shade and lighting of my Web Site, soothes my readers emotionally and mentally, readying my readers for an odyssey, an excursion of their Soul and their Spirit.  An excursion of the human Soul, reveals, No, an excursion of the human Soul informs our Readers. No, an excursion into the human Soul in my essay, the theme of comforting peace, demonstrates the use of the human soul in practical terms.  Our excursion into the soul discusses how the Soul comes into being, what is the human soul and how the soul is used to enhance, build or destroy life? "

My essays, a new paradigm for human growth and development of the Soul and Spirit  teach life on new terms, our own terms yet in a new and exciting light of life.  Our Paradigm teaches human perfection of thoughts, feelings and behavior, all in a neat package in preparation for living on your own terms, yet in accordance with society, nature and don’t forget your political economic  system. 

"Well, we must leave. I hope to return in a day or two.  I hope never to leave my blog too long.  I want to share my beginnings with you, from my perspective, as a little girl.  Now, this is going to be interesting, a real blog, a real diary entry a true  prologue.  See you soon.  "The way we begin." I will leave Maxim home, his ears are too innocent for this tale."