Newsvine makes me smoke, I have discovered that sitting at the computer, writing and stuff makes me want to light up a ciggie and puff away like a wood burning stove chimney in the Fall season. Alas, I quit last Sunday and to keep from puffing, wanting to puff, wishing for a butt in my jacket pocket or even one that my have fell into my shoe I have been forced to keep my mind totally occupied with not thinking about smoking.
So far so good, I bought the patch system, the Doc says that was the best way to go so I did it finally. it's not the nicotine that I want and crave all day, it's the act of smoking that I miss the most, especially with that first cup of coffee in the morning, the double blast of stimulation and morning habit, the American wake up call to work.
I want a damn cigarette right now!!!!!!!! I just stopped and patted my shirt pocket and looked for my lighter at the same time, it was so automatic I feel like a robot smoker.
So yesterday the Mrs took a personal day off, today is her birthday but she could not get today off so we opted to take a lost on the road ride and see some stuff. (huh, where's my matches).
We went to find The Erie National Wildlife Refuge that was close to us, the Seneca Division which is a nice wild place. It is a wildlife refuge of 3,546 acres in a forest valley where Muddy and Dead Creek meet and create a large swamp. Right now there are a few fall birds that are common there and I wanted to see if I could spy a few for my bird lists. The Black Billed Cuckoo and the Blue headed Vireo are two of them and the Warblers are starting to migrate so I was looking for them.
We walked 2 miles inside the forest area, on and off the paths. Part of the path was an old raised trolley line from the late 1800's. That was a new bit of history we learned. (did I leave any ciggies in the car, maybe they slipped under my seat?)
The National Wildlife Refuges have been bought and paid for by the Migratory Bird Hunting and Conservation stamps, also known to many as "Duck Stamps". This land is preserved as a place where you can see pristine natural conditions. Always leave with what you came with, the only thing you can and should leave are your footprints, and never take or disturb a thing. (my Smokey the Bear routine, only you can stop smoking dog!)
So after our walk we went and got lost, on purpose. Once you get back in to all these little roads, paved and dirt, there are no road signs except stop signs at road crossings. You can watch the sun but that doesn't help, all these roads have a mind of their own and go every which way. You can go for miles and miles and all you see are farms, fields, trees and very few cars on the road. For over a half hour we did not see one store, gas station or business anywhere, not even in the distance and we were only miles away from home and had never been on any of these roads before, it was fun to get lost so close to home. Maps and GPS's are not for us, we must get lost in order to find ourselves again.
(I wonder if I have any loose tobacco and rolling papers somewhere?)
Well it's time to put on my new patch and get busy, I got stuff to do and smoking to avoid. That's hard here, You guys make me want to smoke. LOL
Have a great day.