Smoking Cigarettes and Shouting Obscenities

I’ve received emails from several of you in reference to my Smoke Break post saying something along the lines that you’re surprised that I’m a smoker.

I’m not a smoker. Anymore, that is. Actually, I’ve never really been a smoker, but more of a “smoke when I drink” kind of girl. That said, I still drink, but haven’t smoked a cigarette in years. At least four years, I think. And when I did smoke, it was usually other people’s cigarettes, which we all know don’t actually harm you. Only the cigarettes you buy yourself harm you.

Why do I feel the need to post about this, you ask? I have no idea, I suppose I don’t want you picturing me with a cig hanging out of the side of my mouth while I’m screaming obscenities at my children through the door of my trailer while wearing a a wife beater tee and no bra. Not that I think people who smoke scream obscenities or live in trailers and don’t wear bras. It was just the image I’d conjured up in my head of myself and it made me laugh. Out loud.

Thank you all for your concern regarding my lungs’ health.

I named the post “Smoke Break” because I was referring to the fact that people who work outside the home at paying jobs, get little breaks (ie, smoke breaks) throughout the day. We as Moms do not get this same courtesy, as you already (painfully) know.

That is all.

Now back to your regular scheduled posting.