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No Meat Lent!

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 orrichette and white beans

I plan to write about this and see how this practice of failure goes. I will let you know.
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  1. MariMarch 16, 2011 at 10:30 AM

    ha! practice of failure--i love it. LOVE IT. also love that you are updating, for crying out sakes. i've missed you 'round these parts. xo

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