Every year for as many years as I can remember, I have given up sweets for lent. Yes, I realize it is unoriginal, but I love nothing more than sweets, so it seems only fair. Now that the fun of Mardi Gras has ended and lent has started, I figured I would share one of my lent stories with you.
Two years ago I was keeping with tradition of giving up sweets, however, that particular year, I decided to give myself a loophole. I specified “candy,” not “sweets.” What does that exactly mean? Well, according to my definition, candy comes in a wrapper, anything else, fair game. What a mistake. My sweet tooth was still in full swing those first few days. I felt like I had no control. All I wanted was candy. Candy. Candy. But I wanted to stay true. So I ate freshly baked cookies (see, not in a wrapper), frosting, whipped cream, even ate around some questionably moldy cake. Totally defeats the purpose, right? My loophole backfired. So last year I went back to giving up all sweets and it was really tough those first few days, but it was much easier by day 10. So wish me luck! Hopefully I have some self control.
RIP candy for the next 40 days.