Lent: Sunday 1

Another Mass en Italiano. I should have gone picking oranges, but, when I went to pick up the Estonians, my tummy made it known to me that it was not going to be my friend this morning. I asked what they thought about me not working and they said they would be alright without me. All though my body was happy with their opinion, I was actually not happy with myself for accepting the opportunity to rest. I really really don’t want whatever illness is running through the rest of the family, but as I type this, I feel the beginning of a headache as well some bad thing going on in my throat.

So, I went to Mass. The priest’s Italian was about as good as mine (if that). I think it helped me to understand what he was saying being that he had to take his time as he read the words. I really liked his lesson though. He talked about how the temptations of Christ in the wilderness follow the pattern of the temptations in different stages of our life. I talked to him afterwards, and might finally have my first communion (I know, I shouldn’t rush into it, after all, I’m only 24).

This year for Lent, I am giving up any type of candy, and any soda other then Pepsi, which, being that I’m also detoxing from Pepsi, might mean that I end up completely soda free by the end. I’m also going to try to go to Mass every Sunday (at least the ones that I’m not working) and Yom Kippur style fasting on Sunday’s (go until sundown). Then there is the Rosary, but I don’t like doing the Hail Mary, so, I fill in those with a personal new and original prayer. I know what my prayer is right now…

I really hope I’m not going to get sick also, cause that will suck highly. I can’t afford to get sick… UNLESS! I get so sick that I drop like another 15 pounds… in which case… bring it on!