Today marks day 1 of Lent. Every year I contemplate ‘giving something up’ and forgoing said thing for 40 days. Every year I forget to do it and it passes me by. In the true spirit of testing my willpower – I’ve decided to take part in this year’s Lent giving-uping and will no longer have ice cream, frozen yogurt, fro-yo, until 40 days from today. Silly E, you say, ice cream, really? What a low-ball commitment. Let me compare it for all of you lovers + friends out there. My giving up ice cream is the equivalent of a lush giving up Four Lokos. My joint-slinging sister forgoing a daily chief sesh. My good friend Bliese giving up coffee. A nympho abstaining from putting the lime in the coconut and shaking it all up.
During Lent, many of the faithful commit to fasting or giving up certain types of luxury & that’s exactly what this is – a fast from a luxurious part of life. On Easter Sunday, I’ll be the girl sitting in the frozen aisle at Cub eating a pint of Half Baked.
Wish me luck.