The Jawbreaker.

Today was day twelve of quitting smoking, one of my many New Year’s resolutions.  I’ve been referencing timelines from different websites that let me know what to expect physically and mentally.  Everything has been text book so far, but then there are the whacked out cravings that hit me when I least expect them.  The best remedy that I have discovered so far (thanks to Francesca) are Jawbreakers and Gobstoppers. 



Jawbreaker

I re-discovered the Jawbreaker recently when Francesca grabbed the last one out of the candy basket at work.  Then I raided the candy machine and found the next best thing, Gobstoppers.  Gobstoppers are mini-jawbreakers.  They are smaller versions and they don’t last as long as a Jawbreaker.  A Jawbreaker is a serious commitment!  If you have a 1” Jawbreaker you can expect it to last a good hour, changing colors & flavors as you make it through each layer, until you get to the chewable sweet tart center.  It definitely outlasts any cravings.  A Gobstopper is much smaller and lasts maybe 20 minutes.

We found a package of about 15 jawbreakers at Fresh Market in Mandeville and they have lasted us about a week.  Today was just like every other, I ate my lunch and then the craving got out of hand.  It feels like my throat closes up and I just have to breathe to de-stress myself and get rid of the craving.  I knew we were low on Jawbreakers so I was trying to do quick fixes with the Gobstopper.  Then Francesca announces that we only have one Jawbreaker left!  Instant panic!  I played it coy and said I could always have my gobstoppers.  She did her normal Francesca song and dance and said she would let me have it.  Oh, how she lives to make me happy!  If the Jawbreaker made me happy it was mine! 

I got caught up in my work and probably about a half hour later I asked about the Jawbreaker.  I heard some rumbling, mumbling and shuffling of plastic packages.  Francesca walked over saying “it is right here” and handed me the see through plastic package with a soggy jawbreaker in it!  I called her out in her misfit lies and reminded her of her sweet songs about my happiness.  Then I think the sugar took over because she wigged out and popped the Jawbreaker back in her mouth fussing something about “Here’s your Jawbreaker right here!  Take a photo of it to last you longer and put it on your blog!”

So I did… and it seems she was somewhere between blue and green….

I made it through my craving with laughs and Gobstoppers.  We also started a search for Jawbreakers in the area to get us through no smoking week three.  I will be in Lafayette this weekend and we came across a wee little shop called the Candy Craze.

  I have called and confirmed… Jawbreakers?  Check.  Will they be open? Check.  AWESOME!  Now the hard part will be taking three young boys with me into the candy shop.  Why would I think that would be difficult when my son keeps popping into my bedroom doorway and shooting suction cup darts at me????!!!!!!!!!!

HA! HA! HA!  That is sooooo fun mom!  I shot you right there in the boob crack!