and I am a bear. It is only day 2 but I am really going to try this time.
In 1992 I quit for 3 years. So I know I can do it again.
In the last 5 years I have quit 3 times, the longest time was 27 days...so I have some goals, once I hit 27 days then my new record will be 28 days and so on.
I want to see my grandchildren grow up. I want to live past 62...I am 48 now and I don't want to go before I get to do everything I want to do. I have a "Bucket List" and I want to complete it.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
I am quitting smoking...
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Thursday, July 3, 2008
Too Much Noise
Tomorrow is the 4th of July!
A day off from work. A day to enjoy time with your family, friends. A day to picnic, swim, and set off fireworks.
I love fireworks. I live watching people with their necks craned to the sky "oohing" and "aahing" over the amazing displays. I don't care if they are the professional displays or the home displays they are great.
What I don't love is the fact that some people feel the need to start their 4th of July celebrations two weeks before the actual date.
For the past two weeks our neighborhood has been a war zone. Every night someone is setting off more and more. They are building up to the Big Night.
Why am I so upset over people starting so early? Because I have a dog who panics during thunderstorms. He has been known to chew through bathroom doors, scratch through the drywall or just run around the house like a madman when thunder sounds. (have I mentioned that he is a Shih Tzu?)
Can you imagine what the last two weeks have been like?
So today, I had to contact my vet and get a prescription for doggy downers for him. Hopefully, they will help him survive tomorrow night. Because let me tell you, if it doesn't there is going to be some destruction in my neighborhood the next holiday that rolls around...
and it won't be caused by the dog!
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Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Man Rant!
What is it about laundry that you just don't understand???
Hmmm??? Anyone???
How do your clothes end up on the floor on the side of the bed. I've done everything I can to get you to drop them in the laundry basket. I have even moved said basket to your side of the bed...
Checking basket and side of bed, nope, not there. Oh look, on the floor.
How in the hell do you manage to take your shirt off without unbuttoning it? Do you have any clue how long it takes to unbutton it? Why does it need to be unbuttoned? Because it won't end up knotted around everything else in the washing machine.
Hey, another tip, ashtrays are all around. Even outside they have those wonderful inventions, ashtrays. Instead of leaving your cigarette butts in your pocket, why not throw them in the ashtray...or say garbage can? Especially since you have already field stripped them.
Argh!!
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