#SaturdaySeven: The Marlboro Life

Last week, I posted a short video on Instagram. It mentioned a mug I have that I’ve had for years, which my husband and I “earned” through buying and smoking cigarettes. And then I spent a few days thinking about how much stuff we might still have. And I started digging. And this is what I found!!

1. The Mug:

2. The Ski Jacket: [for all those healthy, smoking skiers!]

3. The Cookbook: [has really good recipes, though!]

4. T-shirt

5. T-shirt

   NOT PICTURED!

6. Red Corduroy Pullover: [MIA but probably in a bin somewhere!]

7. Ashtrays: more than one!!

And this is where I get to say… Don’t Smoke! It’s not like having that stupid credit card, just to earn money. It’s worse because you might actually die from cancer. You might think we stopped smoking because we turned health conscious. No. In about 2005, taxes on cigarettes shot the price of cigarettes from a mere 2-3 dollars to over 4 dollars. Yo. We were already poor and that was just a bit too ridiculous, even for us. As a matter of fact, Matt said, when this pack is gone, that’s it—no more. But then he found a half smoked pack in his truck…so he finished that one as well. :D It wasn’t until 6 years later that being healthy became a good idea. haha. It’s true though!! And my husband started it with his decision to join the military. [I followed suit a few…okay several…years later.]

Now we’re both glad we don’t smoke.

2nd weekly Question of the Week

I have to put that...2nd weekly. It's a sign of a habit forming.
So the question...what are your habits, good or bad? Give me your best or your worst...
you can even post anonymously!

I'll be the one UNanonymous habit girl.
And it all started when I was very young...

JK.

I sucked my thumb from infancy into childhood. We're talking after five...maybe even into the sevens. I'd have to ask my mom. I used my pointer finger as a hook over my nose to keep everything in place. Following that was the nail biting. I still occasionally do that. At nineteen, I started smoking. For ten years I told myself I was going to quit(that's not exactly true as I loved doing it)...Finally when I was pregnant with number four, I succeeded...most likely thanks to the Man Fan. He quit that year too. I still have an urge for one every once in a great while but...there's no one to bum a smoke from. ;) thanks goodness!

What about you?
Do you crave chocolate?
Do you write love letters regularly?
Do you drive only in the left hand lane?
Do you have to eat from your plate in a clockwise rotation?
Do you snort when you laugh?

What is your annoying habit?
Inquiring minds want to know.