I feed myself "fat" on Tuesday--with and at the annual Mardi Gras Pancake Supper.

I wore my ashes Wednesday upon my head--for just an hour (sorry I washed them off when I got home from worship this evening, does that make me a worse sinner).

I watched American Idol and wish to say this--in honor of Black History month the "sisters" brought down the house!

Tomorrow I am giving up sweets and hitting the tread mill--no not tomorrow I need to shake this cold; breathing and running are not something I think I am capable of simultaneously at this present moment.