Mardi Gras!

Alright, so I fully realize that Mardi Gras, or Fat Tuesday, is not really a Catholic holiday per se, but let me be honest.

Lent is a lot less scary when celebrating Mardi Gras.

Yes, tomorrow I will be famished, and walk around with ashes on my forehead. My sudden enactment of resolutions will make New Year’s look like child’s play. I’ll be praying, fasting, working out, eating better, doing everything possible to clean up my spiritual house.

But not today. Today, is Mardi Gras.

I like to think of it as Catholic Procrastination Day.

One day a year, (or if you are more like me, one week a year!) I try not to be so dang hard on myself. I eat too many sweets, we go out to eat too much. I sit around and watch TV all day and neglect my morning prayers for sleeping in. I don’t work enough, the house is filthy with dishes I don’t feel like cleaning.

So picture a fat slob with cookie crumbs all over his chest as he lies around watching TV all day, and you’ll be getting close. Tomorrow I will get it put back together.

But not today. Today, is Mardi Gras.

There is a side benefit to this attitude that maybe you haven’t thought of before. After a week of being a couch potato, I’m flat out getting excited about tomorrow. It was fun for a day or two, but at this point, I can’t help but realize I don’t really want to live like this. I’m sure to gain five pounds this week, and it will feel so good to get it off next week. My stomach hurts from all the bad food, and I really want my kitchen to be clean again.

I feel fat, lazy, uninspired. I have to be honest. In reality, this kind of living is rather boring. I could never accept myself as this kind of person. Everything in me screams that I can be a better man than this.

But not today. Today, is Mardi Gras.

Ash Wednesday is starting to sound quite exciting.

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