I thinking about starting to smoke again

[NinjaPoodle]

Second cigar report.

I thought I was going to touch the next cigar in a week or so but I decided to light one up just after one day. My parents are on their last legs and I have to take of their houses now which makes want to wind down after a day. It really helps and I actually get good ideas when I wind down with a good cigar.

I made a mistake not cutting the end big enough where you put the cigar in the mouth. It must be big enough to provide good airflow so that it doesn't burn out.

I still can't believe why the experience is so different as with cigarettes, Luckies to be precise. This is how tobacco should be tasted without big corps putting god knows what in the cigarettes.

[NinjaPoodle]

Third cigar report.

This time I was smoking a cigar together with some beer. Then the experience became much better and also more mild because the liquid always washed my mouth. A good cigar and some beer to wind down was excellent and me think clearer.

Also, cigars are so much better than cigarettes inhaling into to lunges. With cigarettes the hangover becomes amplified with the cigarettes but not with cigars because I don't take any fumes into the lunges, only the mouth for the taste. This is a much better setup for me.

[Smucky]

Now you are an addict

[NinjaPoodle]

yup

[NinjaPoodle]

Fourth cigar report:

Took a cigar together with some beer to wind down. I learned that cutting the cigar is an art, it must be done very precisely. It is important that the mouthpiece is cut exactly where it tapers off. If cut too much into the cigar so that the cigar has no taper, then there is the risk that the lips will touch the "end grain" and this is harshen the taste. Cutting too much taper and the air flow will suffer and there will be not enough burn so that you have to relight the cigar all the time.

[NinjaPoodle]

Fifth cigar report:

Wanted to wind down with some beer and a cigar after problems and fights with my aging parents who refuses to realize their new situation. I did a mistake by spinning the cigar while cutting it which you should absolutely not do. This will destroy the outer leaves. When cutting the cigar do not spin but forcefully cut it like a guillotine in order to get a clean cut. Exposing you lips to the inner grain will give you dry lips, like eating very salty fries. The cigar was good though.

[NinjaPoodle]

Sixth cigar report:

Took a cigar to wind down. My parents don't wash anymore so I need to wash their stuff, which lead to that they got angry that I helped them . Took some beer and a cigar to steady my nerves. I'm getting better at cutting the cigar. I'm ready to start exploring new brands I think as I'm interested how they taste.

[Smucky]

Wanted to wind down with some beer and a cigar after problems and fights with my aging parents who refuses to realize their new situation.

Not sure how much I've let on about my situation, but good luck dealing with your parents.

I moved next door to my grandparents years ago. Was fine with helping out a bit. But their three kids (my mom, aunt, and uncle) apparently took that as we were going to be a full time caregiver. This all kind of started in 2020. It started with me taking over a bit of farm work. Then my wife started taking them food. Then I took over all the farm work. Grandparents are in their 90's. Taking food quickly turned into a bad idea as my dementia stricken grandma started throwing that to the dogs and then "baking" food by pouring random cans of vegetables into a skillet and laying that in an oven all day at 350* I had to put a fence around my house because grandma kept walking over here, multiple times an hour, and rearranging our yard and shed. If the kids were outside, she'd take toys from them and throw them in the shade. So the kids ended up being scared of her and then eventually stopped wanting to go outside (hence why I put the fence up) Rest of the family got ticked at that.

Neighbors had similar issues with her always ending up in their yards while she "looked for her cat" (which was inside on the couch as usual). That morphed into her walking inside of those houses randomly "looking for the cat" Grandpa would ask her why she did that and she would just blab out random stuff like "I just wanted to visit with the neighbors" and he'd believe her. I went from thinking my grandpa was a very respectable and wise man to seeing him as someone not smart enough to see his wife's true condition and bent on treating her like a cooking and cleaning machine and driving that machine into the ground to get all usable life out of it.

We felt we couldn't directly talk to my grandpa about this, as it was his kids that should be managing "safety" and end of life care. So all these complaints would flow to my mom, and then she'd talk to grandpa about grandma but his response was always one of "I keep an eye on her" and that would flow back to me as my mom basically acting like I'm being a drama queen and complainer. Even when mom would be down and grandma would do insane stuff like walk outside naked or tell a story about how grandpa had to climb a tree the other day to get a cat out (grandpa too old to walk and the cat too fat to climb), she still acted like everything was fine and we were just being dramatic. Early on my mom even told me that she thought grandma was getting better because grandma told her "I can't remember the last time I forgot something". My wife and I still use that as an inside joke. We've also come to realize that my mom is missing half a brain too.

This is just a scratch in the surface. But I'm tired of typing now. Ultimately what freed us was my wife ended up getting pregnant. That was our first thought when seeing the test show up positive, we'll be able to use the "I'm pregnant" excuse and get out of everything! And then our next thought was "Oh crap, you're pregnant!".


If your parents were born before 1935, there's a book: Can't We Talk about Something More Pleasant? by Roz Chast that might be a fun read

[NinjaPoodle]

Seventh cigar:

Cut it too much into the cigar, we are talking millimeters in order to get the perfect cut.

My parents are demented and crazy. They want me to bring them the chainsaw but the problem is that who is going to use it. My dad has a neural conditions that will soon make him end up in a wheelchair and eventually a vegetable. Now his motor functions are impaired and can hardly walk. My mom is weak and can hardly bring he arms above her head. Who the fuck is going to use the chainsaw? I'm not going to do it because I'm up over my ears with their second house (they are baby boomers) which they have neglected due to the delusional state and age. So I have told them that they need to get someone who helps them with the garden, meaning buying some service. However, they never do and still think they are capable of doing everything themselves.

[Smucky]

I sometimes get the feeling that you are not an old man/66 years old

[NinjaPoodle]

I sometimes get the feeling that you are not an old man/66 years old

I never lie about my age

My parents got me when they were when they were 14, oh wait that wasn't me. However that is the case of my parents white trash Polish neighbours. A Swedish man married to a Polish wife substantially younger than him. Now his stepmom/the wife's mom is always living with them. She smokes more than Marge Simpsons sisters, and that's some very nasty eastern european brand. The stepmom is about the same age has him. He never looks happy when I see him.

[Smucky]

But if you are 66, that makes you a boomer. And boomers never use the word "boomer". They also don't play video games