So, I walk into work today, and I'm handed a Mardi Gras mask and told to wear it. After all, this year St. Louis is the home of the largest Mardi Gras party. And hey, what's work for if not to have fun? Don't we look cute? (And yes, I wore my mask all day. The other two were not as adventurous as I was.)
But, Mardi Gras, for Catholics (and frankly, it's our damn holiday! We just let you come party with us because you're funny when you're drunk.), it's the beginning of Lent, the season of atonement. Which brings about the hardest question Catholics ever have to answer: What are you going to give up?
For the next 40 days and 40 nights until Easter, what am I going to do without?
Things I’m not giving up:
Swearing (It’s too important to my everyday existence)
Meat (I’ve already given that up on a more permenant basis)
Caffeine (It’s one of the only painkillers I’m not allergic to)
Chocolate (I'm not that masochistic)
When I asked my team at work (two of which are the people on the left in the picture above) what I should do for lent, they all unanimously said, "FILE!" (one of my jobs at work. Which I haven't done for 6 months), but we all know that that's not going to happen. So let's stop deluding ourselves.
But. I think I'm going to give up shopping.
Stop laughing. It's not nice.
But I've been doing a lot of shopping lately. I just bought two pairs of Antik Denim jeans on ebay. I'm obsessed. (Yes, you can see the jeans. No, they haven't come yet, but I got this plain pair, and this fabulous flowered pair. And I got them for MUCH less than their $300 retail... ) And, besides the jeans, well, you've seen my shoe glut of late.
Besides, if I take 40 days off, I'll have more focused, intelligent shopping when I'm done, right?