First of all thanks everybody for the kind words and thoughts and prayers. The old man is in a far better place, but my mom doesn't know how to coop. Next, don't brag on your quit. I told a few people of the craves that hit me on my 1280 mile drive the other day. I fought the thoughts off with tricks, distractions whatever, but did. Today I woke up and felt good, until the quietness and boredom set in as I was the first awake. I drove 30 minutes to the next town to buy a can of Smokey Mountain...I'm stubborn, I will not lost this battle. I just got up from the table with my cousin who, I was worried, would bother me with his Copenhagen problem. He quit two weeks ago, unknown to me. Happy quit to all!