I Give Up!

I'm Catholic. I was baptized and confirmed and all the Catholic beliefs were shoved down my throat until the age of 18. When I got married however, the Catholic church believed that I should pay $3000 to get married in it's church and I decided getting married in a Catholic church wasn't very important. So, my husband and I were married by a Lutherin priest in a Methodist church. So far, the heavens hasn't rained blood for it either. The Catholic church has denied my children be baptized Catholic though because a Catholic priest once had the nerve to tell me that God looked at my children as bastards because we weren't married in his eyes. Um....yah, I said some pretty harsh things to that priest and never went back.

I've abandoned a lot of things when concerning the Catholic faith but I've always recognized Lent. The whole eating no meat thing isn't my thing. Yesterday, I had a meatloaf sandwich and didn't even think twice about it. As for the 40 days and 40 nights of giving something up that I would miss, I've always done that. Last year, I gave up soda. It wasn't that difficult, soda is expensive! It was pretty easy actually and I even kept my weight at my perfect weight.

This year however, I'm going to attempt to give up the impossible. Cussing.

Stop laughing.

No really, stop laughing.

Yesterday was a rough day at work. It seemed the devil was out in full force yesterday and decided to send all his minions into the pharmacy just for me. So yesterday was OUT! I cussed so many times, I think I even surpassed my original record of 15 cusswords an hour. So, today's the day. I am going to try really hard.

Yesterday's conversations.

Me: Hey, I'm going to give up cussing for Lent.

Husband: How ya gonna do that? You breathe cusswords.

Me: You don't think I can do it?

Husband: I think you can do anything but you without a cussword is like Red Bull without vodka.

Me: Shit, Red Bull without vodka is a fucking tragedy.

Husband: Um.....does Lent start tomorrow?

Me: Crap! Yes, it freaking starts tomorrow for me.


M: I love how I'm suddenly Catholic and I have to give up something for Lent.

Me: Oh shut up and pick something. I'm gonna kick your mother....fudging ass.

M: How's that not cussing?

Me: Ass is a donkey.

M: When you mean it as a donkey! When you mean it for the word butt....it's cussing.

Me: Smart ass.


Day 1
Cussword Count by 7am: 2

This is gonna be a long 39 days. Happy Thursday everybody!

If I've offended you or expressed anything you don't agree with, don't worry, I'll probably do it again.


  1. This is when I'm glad to be an atheist.

  2. Oh come on sweetie, join the dark side with me. :)