Hard to believe I have made it a year and a half without so much as
one puff on a cigarette....

AAAACCCKKKK! Isn't this one of the signs of the Apocalypse?
Oh, that I have lived to see the day this came about!
I can retire now, and write my memoirs...
Let joy be unconfined! And someone let Alice out of the basement, while we're at it.

Hot damn, Becky. Hard fought and well-won, sez me.
Excellent work, my dear. This looks SO good on you.