As of midnight last night, no drinking, no shopping and no XM satellite radio for 40 days. Actually, it's more than 40 days. From several sources, I find out that Lent doesn't actually begin until the First Sunday in Lent and ends at midnight on Holy Thursday. A lot of folks also say that Sundays "don't count."
All of that counting and keeping track is way to complicated for me. So, for my purposes, as of midnight last night until Easter morning, I'm not indulging in my three chosen...um...indulgences.
My first test comes this weekend when my niece and I go to Houston to visit my son and daughter-in-law. Where do you suppose they're taking my margarita loving self for supper Friday evening? You guessed it, a Mexican restaurant. Want to know what the plan is for Saturday (if I don't have to take my niece to a drill team competition)? Shopping at the Galleria.
Now, that's just mean.