Andrea Langworthy's column: No 'smelly grandma'
I used to start every new year with a list of resolutions. Now, I don’t even bother. Because I’m short on willpower? Or because my vices are all behind me? You be the judge.
A television commercial recently got me thinking about this. A pitch aimed at smokers, it touted the benefits of a patch to help kick the habit. The ad took me back to the year I quit smoking for good. Nineteen ninety-three. The first day of October.