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06 March 2012 @ 12:56 pm
Brief Question about Deadly Sins  
So Dragoon is going out to lunch with a friend, and I am here at home with my sick, homeschooled kids.


I have been thinking about Lent, and perversity. I had decided for Lent to give up "eating people"--apparently, there's a Spanish phrase that sounds like eating people, but it means gossiping or slandering them.

So I decided to give up speaking poorly of others for Lent.

Of course my life promptly presents me with 101 opportunities to speak ill of others. From what I can see around this huge beam in my eye, I'd be well within my self-righteous rights to give everybody a piece of my mind.

It's a good thing I didn't give up complaining in general for Lent, or else I may have nothing to say. This blog probably wouldn't even exist.

So, I was musing about it--and it's not like I've SUCCEEDED in not saying anything bad about people; it's more like I go ahead an do it anyway, and then I remember that I'm, like, supposed to be trying to be good, and it wipes the smirk off my face, until 10 minutes later when I do it again.

I guess it's a start.

But, gluttony--what IS gluttony? Because I am a total hobbit. A previously anorexic Hobbit. Food's a big deal for me.

The prevailing change-your-eating-lifestyle advice out there says that one must be more mindful about what one eats. Savor every bite, appreciate the flavors.

But that somehow sounds more gluttonous that what I just did for lunch, that is, mindlessly eating half of an orphaned soggy bowl of Kix. Is mindless eating gluttony?

Maybe it's eating without gratitude? I know I feel something akin to gratitude when I eat horrible things, like Cool Ranch Doritoes. Or the first sip of a Diet Coke on a hard day. These things are legal drugs--obviously; otherwise I wouldn't like them so much.

I don't know if I want to spoil these questions with actual research. Asking myself this kind of stuff makes me feel smart and important and distracts me from what I'm putting in my mouth. That's a necessity when you're eating soggy Kix.

So, I told Dragoon to have fun on his man-date, don't worry about me, I'll just be locked in my bathroom, drinking Listerine...I'm fine....but if he could see his way clear to picking up chicken tenders and a Diet Dr. Pepper from Carl's, Jr., that would be an act of mercy. I swear they brine those chicken tenders in crack.
happyorganisthappyorganist on March 7th, 2012 04:47 pm (UTC)
Hey--hey I can pull that beam out of your eye--just hold still ^^