Can I have some Ativan with those ashes?
I along with every other “no meat on Friday” Catholic went to church to receive ashes today. It’s a good thing I let my sister research the time mass was being held, as she led us to the mass in Espanol.
I am going to say something that isnt very politically correct. Does this shock you? You must be a new reader.
Spanish people reproduce faster than other races. The church was full of crying, nose dripping, yelling children.
Yuck. Hence why I needed some Ativan with my ashes.
What am I sacrificing this lenten season?
I was contemplating giving up booze like Melissa but then thought back at the one time I gave up booze for lent and failed lasting 30 odd days as a miserable bitch.
No thanks.
I then thought about giving up caffeine but yet again I went down that road in years past. It was a sacrifice alright but I think I lost a couple of friends. I need my lattes.
No thanks.
Joy over @ Big Time Fancy gave me the brilliant idea of giving up my “celibacy” and you know what I plan on it. I plan on doing that very soon. Just thinking of it makes me want to rip off my pants. Whoa now.
Ya, not much of a sacrifice.
I’m giving up my usage of 4-letter words. One may not think of this as a sacrifice but for me it is. My vocabulary centers upon words which my younger sisters respond to in “awwwwww!!!”
/end talk about religion because I feel like a hypocrite
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