I am not now a Catholic, although I once was. My boss noted today that being a Catholic is much like being a Marine. Once a Catholic, always a Catholic. I imagine the Pope might disagree with this statement.
Regardless, 14 years of quasi-regular Mass attendance and four years at a Catholic high school (ahem...let's not let our minds wander now, gentlemen...) have made Lent a bit of a habit. So although my current branch of Christianity doesn't really follow the sacrifice-for-Lent tradition, I do.
Last year, I gave up cigarettes and gratuitous cab rides. With the exception of one or two slip-ups, I was a very good little fake Catholic girl. This year I am giving up...wait for it
Cigarettes. And gratuitous cab rides.
I'll be sure to keep you posted on the progress.
*Wild guess. How many blog posts today would you say have the exact same title?