Last year about the middle of February, my best friend of almost 40 years, Becky, and I were trading emails about how horrible our past couple of weeks were. By Tuesday afternoon we had exchanged a few ideas that involved everything from running away from home to throw Mama from the Train. By Wednesday after dinner we had a few ideas about where to run away to but also a few places we could hide the bodies on the way out of town.
Early Thursday morning Becky called and informed me if she didn't get out of town for the weekend she was going to need help hiding bodies. Furthermore there was still the possibility of ending up in anger management class. Within a couple of hours we had hotel reservations in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina and were plotting our escape. By 4 pm that afternoon we had informed our husbands of our intentions and were on the road heading south.
We decided to call it the first annual, “Mom’s Gone Wild Weekend.” We left the kids in charge of the husbands, notified her boss she was in desperate need of a few Mental Health days and told the rest of the world to kiss our…(well never mind) to call someone else because we were taking the next few days off.
Recently our favorite Snus Shop sent my husband Mick three cans of snus to try and to write about what he thought of them. Being that all three cans were mint and/or wintergreen which my husband is not really fond of, I thought it was only fair to try them myself as I tend to like such flavors.
Another year and another trip to family church camp. This year my friend Crystal, whom I consider like a sister to me, and I decided to take her kids, (ages 13, 10, and 4) camping, as in… in a tent, before going to family camp where there are cabins with bunk beds. As I wrote in previous articles, I love my nieces and nephew, whom all have breathing problems; therefore I can’t smoke around them. Yet I was, or I should say Crystal was, brave enough to spend 10 whole days and nights in the woods with me not smoking. GOD BLESS SWEDISH SNUS!
Yes, in a tent. It was tight but we all fit in one tent. Although they are making some very nice tents these days there is still a no smoking policy in them if you want to keep them in good condition. As neither of us can afford to buy a new tent every year this is a good idea. Not to mention we were packed into said tent with very little room for error.
Recently, I have noticed an increase in anti-tobacco ads in addition to more Big Pharmacology quit smoking product ads. The CDC have also stepped up their efforts to produce more “graphic ads” in an attempt to “help” Americans to quit smoking. Yet they continue to deny some of the more effective ways to quit smoking such as Swedish snus.
They push their Big Pharmaceutical ways with drugs such as Nicorette gum, Bupropion, Chantix, Welburteron, Nico-Derm patches, and half a dozen other anti-smoking programs. Many of these drugs come with more issues than that of tobacco.
When I first started writing for SnusCentral I was under the understanding there were going to be more lady writers. Ok we were hoping for more. I understand it seems like a male dominated subject, but ladies… please? Let’s hear from you. I want to know your thoughts on what snus… you like, when where, and maybe why do you snus? Tell me how you got into snus? Go to our forum and check in and be heard. If you have ideas for an article submit it to Larry and he may put it up here in the ladies room. I know it has been a while since my last article. I have been trying to calm down enough after the PACT Act and the recent health care bill which has been shoved down the American throat. I have also had some personal issues of my own that needed my attention. I want to thank you all for your support and for reading my articles. I really look forward to your comments.My fellow writers here on SnusCentral have covered much of the history of tobacco, anti-smoking excrement and how this has impacted tobacco users. I feel my fellow writers have done an exceptional job of covering many of the aspects of these issues.If you will forgive me but I am in a ranting mood. I feel as a writer I want people to wake up; to take what I have written as a starting point. Start asking questions. Talk to your neighbors, and friends. Tell the government what YOU think and feel. Let your Senators and Congress Critters know if you are not happy with the job they are doing then you CAN and WILL vote them OUT.
Ok, I know there was supposed to be a third installment of Nanny States series, but due to things beyond my control I was unable to write it. I am not saying I am not going to write it but that as for right now it is on hold. I recently had the opportunity to go to Family Camp was a dear friend and her family. She is a single mother of three children and is a non-tobacco user. Her 11year old son is asthmatic. I think of her like a sister and I enjoy taking her son fishing when I can. She knows I am a smoker but when I am with him I cannot and will not smoke. Snus is a blessing, and was a life saver the week of Family Camp.
Welcome to the Nanny States of America; Part Two. In the first part of this series on tobacco tyranny, I painted a broad historical picture. In this installment, I'm going to get more granular and address some of the more salient points regarding the use of taxes on tobacco, the structures placed upon we tobacco users, plus a couple of the regulations we are heretofore forced to comply with.Let us start with the smoking bans: Like many movements the smoking ban seemed to start in California beginning with their original cry of “…to save the children.” Like Paul Revere shouting the “British are coming” the “It’s for the children” was heard across the country.
Who would not want to save a child? Don’t get me wrong: I am all for saving the children. And let's admit it, some marketing of tobacco products were questionable as to their intended target audience.
The Constitution is based on natural law – the people’s right to govern themselves, to the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness granted to all American citizens. Your right to swing your fist ends where my face begins, right? If this is so, then why are my rights as an adult legal tobacco user being taken away?
Planes, trains and rental cars, oh my. I have been a smoker for a good 25 years at least. In recent years, I've discovered Swedish snus. Snus helps me though those times when the Anti-Tobacco Nazi’s have forbidden my adult, personal decision to use legal tobacco products but at their own peril. Snus keeps me from ripping their heads off for preaching at me about my use of tobacco; especially cigarettes.
As I read my husband’s latest article I figured I should put in my own two cents about my recent trip and the Fellinni White Mini Portions.
Hi, I’m Catherine DeMarsh-Hellwig; also known as Mrs .Mick. Now that Mick is a big time famous columnist he spends most of his time on our computer, reading, researching, writing, and playing Civi Balls. Trying to wrestle the computer away is not an easy task to do, so I had to get sneaky. After he went to bed I searched around the computer desk and found his password list hidden in an empty can of Ettan lös in the back of a drawer. So I thought it would be a great idea to add a guest article to his column. See how long it takes him to notice. No telling him: that would be cheating.
Recently I was forced to take a 4 hour trip on a Greyhound Bus to visit family in a neighboring state for my Uncle’s Memorial and of course one cannot smoke in the station or on the bus. As this was my first time riding a bus anywhere I was a little nervous about my trip. Luckily, before boarding I did make a couple of new friends who also were smokers. (And if by chance they are reading this… thanks for your company and letting me rattle to you on the way to my stop. I hope you made it home safe!)
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