as i put on my strappy high heels this morning, i had the pleasant surpirse of seeing john before i went to work. usually he sleeps until after we leave, like any sane person should do. and i was not surprised to see him light up first thing in the morning.
that is when it hit me. almost everyone i know and love so much is a smoker. and several are chain smokers at that. my grandfather has two cigarettes every morning on the 15 minute drive to work. then, an hour later, he a vicki take their forst smoke break of the day. lindsey smokes about every hour - but at least she goes outside. her mother wakes up in the middle of every single night to take a smoke break. all my uncles smoke, although kevin usually only does when hes had a few beers. my dad and kevin both use smokeless. and then there is my mother. one night last week i watched my mother smoke at least 6 cigarettes in a row. without barely putting one out before lighting another. (ok, so she only smokes half of them, but it was still chain smoking, she was just wasting a ton of money.) did you know that i am 75% more likely to smoke because i have a parent who does than someone whose parents dont. and if they both smoked i would pretty much be doomed. so, how can i blame my brother for his habit. but then again, i did the whole smoking thing for a little while and it sucks. its gross and gives you a headache and its expensive. but anyway, the whole point of that was not to tell you all not to smoke. it was just me realizing how many smokers i know.

in other news - its wednesday! whoohooo! there is hope that i will live through the week. ok, so its little hope. but still hope nonetheless. i had the greatest idea for a birthday present for jenni and cant remember what in the world it was. i was going to write it down cause i knew i would forget it, but then i was like - oh, ill remember cause its such a good idea. yeah right. so, ill have to think of a new greatest idea. i love altoids, the fruity ones. for those of you who dont know. ive always liked the tangerine ones and then ash introduced me to the sour apple one. and sour apple is one of my favorite flavors. so naturally, we were made for each other. ive decided that someday i am going to be the ultimate rich. yes. the ultimate. and i will have a nice house husband if i have kids. although i would prefer we both just work and he still be the house husband and we just dont have kids. does that make sense? but anyway. then well both have a big house - one where the fam can come over for every holiday - and ill have lots of shoes and nice clothes. and then i can get my hair done on a regular basis so that i dont have split ends. and im going to get my legs waxed whenever they need to be cause i have shaving. isnt that vain!! but then when im the ultimate rich, i can have a charity. and i can give food and money to adorable little kids everywhere. but especially in colombia. why there? well im glad you asked. i love colombia for some unkown reason and they are always having civil wars and suicide bombings. im talking iraq times 50. yeah, that bad. and little kids get paid nothing to work on plantations or in factories and they have nothing and i want to help them. i left my phone charger at home and now have no way to talk to anyone unless im here. you see, i talked to my mom for an hour before i knew that i forgot the stupid thing. my dad is supposed to mail it, but who knows when that will actually happen. and a new one is freaking $30. or at least thats what jimmy said. so, im phoneless for now. but this has been a long enough for all of you and now you are all very bored. so, much love <3 <3 <3

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