You know, a really funny thing happened to me yesterday and I though I'd share for anyone who wanted to read this morning. I'm going into week 2 - YEAH! - and have been carrying around this bottle of water like my life depended on it. Well, in a way it does doesn't it? Anyway, we went to a movie last night to celebrate getting through this first week. About 45 minutes into the movie I started fidgeting. This drives my husband up the wall, and he says "are you ok?" I, of course, look at him like he has gone insaine, and reply "of course I'm ok, now hush so I can hear." I was very much not ok, and really could have cared less about the movie anyway, but I am super wife and so....lol Well, truth is I was going nuts for that dang water bottle nozzle thingy. Now don't get me wrong, it's good that I have something helping me besides this growth on my arm, but the others in the theater did not have the appreciation for my sudden burst of laughter when I realized why I was so agitated.
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 4/23/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 8
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 165
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $32
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 0 [B]Hrs:[/B] 14 [B]Mins:[/B] 43 [B]Seconds:[/B] 21