Wednesday, March 30, 2011


Complete Lenten breakdown tonight. I had a most lovely buttered, salted, baked potato; some exquisite dried up pizza; and 7 Triscuits.

Giving up cigarettes has been a breeze.


Retriever said...

Me too, with sugar. Was fine the first 12 days, til my spouse's birthday cake...Since then the office retirent cake, back from maternity leave cake qnd assorted other excuses for gluttony...Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!

terri said... and Retriever can just look at it as simply reminding yourselves of the insufficiency of being able to be truly good with out grace!


Gringo said...

Which reminds me of Tom Leher's lyrics from She’s My Girl.

Sharks gotta swim, and bats gotta fly,
I gotta love one woman till I die.
To ed or dick or bob
She may be just a slob,
But to me, well,
She's my girl.

In winter the bedroom is one large ice cube,
And she squeezes the toothpaste from the middle of the tube.
Her hairs in the sink
Have driven me to drink,
But she's my girl, she's my girl, she's my girl,
And I love her.

The girl that I lament for,
The girl my money's spent for,
The girl my back is bent for,
The girl I owe the rent for,
The girl I gave up lent for
Is the girl that heaven meant for me.

So though for breakfast she makes coffee that tastes like shampoo,
I come home for dinner and get peanut butter stew,
Or if I'm in luck,
It's broiled hockey puck,
But, oh well, what the hell,
She's my girl,
And I love her.

Anna said...

Dude, triscuits don't count, they are whole grain!

I excel at rationalizing dietary peccadilloes. Popcorn is also whole grain, btw.

Retriever said...

Gringo, I am SO stealing that song...(with proper credit to you for finding it, of course!)...

Gringo said...

Retriever, my parents corrupted me at an early age with Tom Lehrer songs. Though they always skipped over the Oedipus Rex song.

Decades after my initial exposure to Tom Lehrer, I am amazed how often something will remind me of his songs. He wrote few songs, but he wrote them well.

That he and I currently do not agree about politics is irrelevant.

Texan99 said...

I choose booze, and boy was it tough sticking to that through a rehearsal dinner, brunch, wedding reception, and brunch the following day! Luckily I hadn't given up starches, because (this being a Southrun wedding) there were grits every time I turned around. Yum.