>Dick and and I made it one month yesterday!
>On our smoke quit that is.
>
>We finished getting our vegetable garden planted, did a little target
>practice and got some sun on our shoulders.
>It was a great day, and one definitely worth celebrating! Now we will have
>veggies, a little tan on my shoulders and the sense of satisfaction that
>only a job well done can give.
>http://www.kizthiz.com/maygarden.jpg
>It doesn't look like much just yet, but you wait about 6 weeks, and it will
>be BEEootiful!
>Seeds gotta sprout after all!
>
>I had one HUGE opportunity to freak out and want a cigarette, but it never
>happened, the nicotine fit that is.
>
>Toward the end of the afternoon we were getting ready to pack up our tools
>when I heard a distressed little squeak from a bird and looked up and
>spotted a snake, IN A TREE right at the edge of the woods off our back
>porch.
>I don't much like snakes, ok, they freak me out. I pointed at it and in
>typical hunting dog style told my hubby "HONEY LOOK!!! There's a snake up in
>that tree!!!!" In the part of the US where I was raised, snakes stay on the
>ground where they belong, they don't go slithering about in the freaking
>trees! You're taught to listen for the rattles and look DOWN for them.
>
>Did I mention that this snake was IN THE GODDAMN TREE!!!??
>
>As usual, he couldn't see what I was pointing at. Somehow he NEVER sees what
>I point at. Why is that? IT'S A BIG BLACK SNAKE IN A SAPLING FOR CHRISSAKE!!
>http://www.kizthiz.com/snaketree.jpg
>Since all we had outside with us was the .22, he shrugged and told me to go
>get the shotgun, and I ran my fat a.s into the house, muddy boots and all
>(aargh! light colored carpets!) and grabbed the shotgun. Then it occoured to
>me.. HEY! You want the shotgun next time YOU step and fetch it! But I was so
>wound up I forgot to tell him that part.
>
>I pointed at it again, and he still couldn't see it, so I ask if he wanted
>ME to shoot it. He shrugged and said "Sure, why not!"
>
>Killing spiders, snakes and varmints have ALWAYS been men's work. It's part
>of the "I jump on the chair and scream, you get the broom and kill the
>mouse" routine. It has been that way for centuries! It's simply a given,
>protect the woman at all costs or the woman dumps you for a man with balls.
>He's not a coward, he just couldnt see the darn thing. He's killed lots of
>attack spiders and stuff.
>
>So, looking like a member of the SWAT team with this fancy schmancy tactical
>shotgun (that I bought him for Christmas a few years ago) with one shot, I
>dispatched the GIANT BLACK slithering menace.
>
>Ok ok.. it was three feet long at best. But in that tree, it looked like a
>monster!
>
>Well, maybe not really, but MAN I HATE FRIGGING SNAKES!!!!!
>I was all happy that I had killed it to death, and look Ma! I never did want
>a cigarette!!
>
>Ta Daaaaaa!
>
>Annie Oaklie