Sharks and Smoke

I was telling my shark story to some women at my gym and Ingrid said she thought they may have been Basking Sharks. Could be, although it takes some of the bite out of my rant about how sinister they looked. Basking Sharks are notoriously timid, shy creatures, not dangerous at all. Ah shucks.

I've been hovering indoors most of the day because of the smoke and ash from the wild fire up in the back country. Even though it's many miles away, the residue reaches us and there are gray bits of ash all over my car. It's not good for anyone to inhale -- me in particular.

During the 37 years of cigarette smoking my lungs were compromised and I have scar tissue on one lung that shows as a dark spot in Xrays. My doctor warned me to stay away from second hand smoke and, of course, never start smoking again. I had my last cigarette in 1989 and would NEVER go back.

We have given up friends who smoke. I just won't gamble on my health in order to be polite. I wish I could apologize to all the people I jeoprodized with my terrible habit for all those years. Especially my two daughters.

So, Law of Attraction. I wish to attract healthy, happy people into my life who act responsibly: physically, mentally and emotionally, both toward themselves and others. No human being is totally evolved, but we all can surely work on it.

It continues to be a busy summer. I've been saying what other folks say when they retire -- how did I find time to work?