And I was f-ing SHAMELESS!! I could and would smoke anywhere - not in your face if you didn't want me to but I would be walking away from you to find a place and make no bones about it there was always a place for me to smoke.
Walking, running, eating, working, cooking. In the bathtub - in the shower! I mean it is truly amazing that I don't smoke anymore. It was hard for a long time and my coping skills leave a lot to be desired at times but I am really ok. Every yoga class I take I can feel my lungs healing and I smile and breeeeaaattthhhe!!
UPDATE: I Just got my Quitnet.com email congratulating me on my anniversary. It had a few interesting facts... I have not smoked for 1096 days, I have not smoked 27,401 cigarettes saving me a whop-mazing $10,960!!!
9 comments:
you were so completely shameless. you would come to SD and stick the cigarette behind your ear first off the plane, then put it in your mouth unlit while getting baggage and then smoke it while loading the car hugging the babies. sososo funny.
kinda love that shamelessness actually.
and these pictures are awesome.
the pants on the beach, I want them.
and I also sadly want a big fat stogie. but only for a few seconds....
annie
That is a great blog post. Smoking while running! Incredible. I know how you feel after 29 years of smoking and chewing tobacco I also am surprised sometimes that I am not doing some form of nicotine. I still think that you should bring back the Colorado springs style...
Mattmos
You rock, dear Cami....you quit for all the right reasons....having a baby!
And I KNOW how hard that was....and it was SOOOO worth it!
Can't wait for Halloween in Brooklyn! Will be booking my flight this week and sending you the 4-1-1 :-)!
Annie - Those pants and that hat were on a job in Spain with Germans... it was the last shot of the day (as I recall there were 30 shots - normal day is 10) I wish they had given me those pants so I could have saved them all this time so I could give them to you so you could Rock Them.
You're my HERO!!! I'm amazed and proud!!! :D
Bebe said:
I loved playing Thelma and louise with you where we'd get in the car and lite up. I could not be seen and then could blame you for any residual tobacco smell.
Isn't it wonderful to have better health and fantastic Miss Finn too.
Thanks for all you have to make my life more joyful.
oxoxox
Aaaahhhh- I remember so vividly our "smoking days"- in every aspect!! :-)) Wasn't it just great- first thing in the morning having our espresso and cigarettes at this little bar in Milan, just right before heading off to our castings. Oh, Cams, I miss those days. But giving it up for the babies was the best thing we've ever done!
Love to you and Craig and little Miss Finley!
Anna Banana
congrats..ohmygod. that is NOT a picture of you smoking and running..that is flipping HILARIOUS! Glad you gave up the habit though :)
Chappa qui, Camaliscious! O! How I do recall the many fine cigg-ey moments over the many visits/years/locations.
In Italy: (howza 'bout the "smoking-cell"/glass walled lightwell in Villa Angostoli, where you & Aunt Anne were banished for the sucking of those deliscious toxins?!). In Oakland,(I'd come find you in Liz's backyard, so I could sneak my own illicit "tax" of a few puffs...aaahhh!) You in my SF apartment, dangling out the kitchen window so as not to inundate the rooms w/stale 'tobacc-incense'.or even out here, acros the GolenGateBridge, in oh-so-new-age-&-wholistic Marin county, when my 'date',Keith (great last name: Glanz!) admonished you for dropping your butt in the street, as we arrived to the party in San Rafael. Hey, girl...I think that if some tiedyed, half nekkid fool had the odd audacity to cook up that stinky pot of Gorgonzola tortellini in the open kitchen (@ such an "intimate" gathering!), we certainly could've puffed on a shared Organic American Spirit whilst tucked beneath our host's grand piano, dontcha think!?
So, when you were tryin' to get knocked up, I, in solidarity offered to set down the skinny smokes which had become such a reliable daily 'treat' for me....
Well, the afternoon you'd called to announce the pee-stick test result, (+!)you know that I sat right down in happy shock on the nearest stoop, to absorb the Big (& BESTEST!) News, chatting witchya 'bout life & joy, tears brimming to my eyes, and?, and? and?, dontcha know it...a fresh light-up of my slender Capri between fingers & lips, stealthily trying to disguise any audible indicators of that persistent indulgence from the ear of my dear cugina/ 'Clean'momma-to-be of my god-baby-to-be!
So, aren't you glad all those dollars and dimes, not to mention healthy pink (oooh, shiny pinky, wondrous cells!) lung tissue got saved? So, the $ 'aint still around fer the spendin', but Baby, the LIFE IS!!! I, for one, cherish -& crave!- every moment of our sharad time on this orb, as we hurtle (together!) thru the cosmos. So, thanks, Lovey, for your fortitude and vision, and for occasionaly tolerating my own continued, -if infrequen, thank gods!- inclination to puff like a delicate dragon. You, for sure rocked them toxins, girl, as you now rock the rest of all your stylin'/inspirin' ways! I love you muchly! And I'm coming to pirrouette thru Park Slope in the pinkest tutus Finley & I can find!
By the way, do you give photo credits? - the cocacola cup/halo shot, and the eggs'n'cigg moment were too irresistible to not have snapped! OXOX - nanoosh
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