Spare Time

What with all the things I'm now NOT doing, like eating, smoking and such.... you may be wondering what I've been doing with all of my spare time. Did you know that it takes 7.5 minutes to smoke a whole cigarette? Times 20 if you smoke a pack a day. That is a whole lot of wasted time since I'm not likely to smoke while I'm say, making the bed or showering or emptying the dishwasher.
I've had a lot of time on my formerly nicotine stained hands! Time for



taking pictures of Logan's creative use for my double spoon rest.

And...




watching Braden make his yellow belt.

And......




while driving, instead of holding my cigarette out of the window, I took a picture of Braden blowing this gigantic bubble.

And.....



taking the boys to the Florida State Fair!!

Where I wondered how people can come out in public dressed like this:

are they pants disguised as shorts or shorts which want to be pants when they grow up?

and this... check her shoes!! Since when is it sensible to wear platform heels and a mircomini dress to ride the swings? And all that hair? Total weave.



Ahem, moving on... I also had time for:



watching sleeping granddogs in a laundry basket

And.....












ORGANIZING!! And surprisingly, staying organized too.

And time for.....



Making heart shaped Valentine's day chocolate peanut butter caramel swirl brownies

I also discovered that I can cross my legs and then wrap the front one behind the back one. A completely useless talent.



And I can eat my weight in tootsie pops and blow pops.



And lastly, we are in the midst of converting our home office into a walk in closet for moi. My clothes are bursting out of my closet and even the most aggressive organizing and purging didn't help much. I will relinquish my walk in to Larry but the new room? is all mine. Once we order the closet system and my handy man Lar Lar installs it, I will have my own private domain where I can lounge on my window seat, play dress up fashion parade or hide from nagging children.









Quitting smoking has proven to be a very positive experience. I smell better, my lungs are happier and I'm even more of a controlling neat freak than ever!