The easy of this Lent is to say that I have decided to not eat meat this Lent, Monday-Saturday. There is a deeper explanation to it though. (Also, some exemptions: Most notably Tyler's birthday.) The deep: I am a perfectionist. I let this tendency dictate a lot of how I operate. This makes me fearful and it makes me unwilling to take chances. In eating meat-less and thus having to cook Monday-Saturday, I will practice failure. I am not perfect and never will be. I am not a very good cook. At least, I am not of the caliber of Tyler. I never will be. Since this is the area of my life that has the most failure, I am going to practice failure. The menu for the week: Monday- Didn't happen. That's okay, we went salsa dancing and needed something quick. Tuesday- Red beans and rice with greens. Wednesday- Chickpea Casserole Thursday- Concert. We will need to go out and eat something. Friday- Tyler's birthday! Tango Sur! Beef! Doesn't count! Saturday- Rapini with...
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