In recent months, it has been a nonfat, no-whip mocha, but still, a mocha. I have been pondering the attachment I feel to that combination of coffee, milk and chocolate, the combination that I sometimes claim stands between me and utter havoc. Maybe it’s time to find out who I would be without that mood-altering mocha-tail?
Songbird: I’m going to give up chocolate in my coffee for Lent.
Pure Luck: That sounds like a really bad idea.
Songbird: Well, you’ll be gone for most of the time.
Pure Luck: Oh, that’s all right, then.
See what I mean?
So, I’ve started, or rather, I’ve stopped. (Please tell me it counts as stopping even though I nibbled on a Fiber One Oats and Chocolate bar while drinking a latte. It is NOT the same.)
will smama asked the very good question, "Why are you giving up something for Lent?" It’s definitely not part of my faith traditions, past (Baptist) or present (Congregational UCC). But I am in a phase of experimenting with short range goals, and this seemed like a good time-frame for trying to do without something upon which I have come to depend.
So basically, I’m using Lent. I hope that doesn’t make me a bad person. I will examine that possibility as I go along, mocha-less.