My co-workers and I were treated to an excellent lunchtime spread featuring the obligatory homemade beignets and a king cake.
Definitely a great way to start off the week.
So did anyone else celebrate today?
My co-workers and I were treated to an excellent lunchtime spread featuring the obligatory homemade beignets and a king cake.
Definitely a great way to start off the week.
So did anyone else celebrate today?
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“So did anyone else celebrate today?”
No, and tomorrow there won’t be any ashes on my forehead. When I was a kid we were expected to wear the ashes all day, but after mass, we’d immediately rub them off. Go figure.
I stopped a parade so I could transport a little old man who fell down and went boom. Pretty funny watching the high school band march in place for 10 minutes.
Nothing today as I have been home sick.
I plan to make up for it later in the week, though.
I hate you. I started my diet for summer yesterday.
( thankyouverymuchKrispyKremePuddingandicecream )
My old (Episcopal) church used to have a pancake supper every year that we went to on Fat Tuesday. After the Episcopal Church got too political (and WAY too liberal), we left it and went to a Lutheran church (because it was stylistically similar, a lot more apolitical, and, uh, just across the street). The new church doesn’t have an annual pancake supper, however, so we haven’t been for several years, now.
Today, out of the blue, Mom called up and suggested we all meet at the IHOP for an impromptu family Pancake Supper. Not the best food in the world, but it was nice to “celebrate” Fat Tuesday again.
I celebrated today as I have celebrated many days since I got my planetary doomsday device. I didn’t use it.
And if’n y’all are lucky, I’ll celebrate tomorrow too!
(Melissa: how’s my accent. been practicing :) )
But… but… those jeans
Why God …why?
CI…
Hell yeah!
I celebrated by not choking the life outta someone today :)
I avoided downtown Austin like the plague, they have their own version of
Mardi GrasDrunk A thon going on down there!Just so ya know…
when I say hell yeah… it goes somethin’ kinda like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=82dDnv9zeLs
^ you weren’t looking at the winter binge in the FRONT! :D
Winter binge… LOL!
Just now, right in the middle of watching “Master and Commander” again, I remembered the whole trip about “What are you giving up for Lent?”
That’s the whole idea of Fat Tuesday– a feast before the sacrifices of Lent. We were expected to give up something. Dessert? TV? I could never figure out what was appropriate, so I learned to say “homework”. Most got the joke, but sometimes I got the raised eyebrow. Then I’d say, “But I love homework!” Works every time.
iD… you mean they bought it?
Holy cow!
It helps if you’re a straight-A nerd, as I was.
Looked pretty good from where I was standing.
My dad was having trouble with the grip on his 38 Spcl and he had it re-gripped last week. I took him to the range today to celebrate!
I celebrated Fat Tuesday at a local restaurant called “The Big Easy.” Great Louisiana cooking, live dixieland jazz, a special on “hurricanes,” and beads being passed out to one and all (with no flashing necessary). Good times!
I went to the big biker deallio in New Hampshire one year and got double zeroes when I wouldn’t flash the goofballs on the side of the road doing biker boobie Olympics…
Wellp, I did go to the Morning Service at my local where the waitresses (Hooters-quality, one of ‘em) call you Hon’ an’ Darlin’ and have your coffee on the table before you get your jacket hung, and the buffet section has eeeeeeevrything, but the eggs are made-to-order by the cook who steps out to ask how you want ‘em this mornin’, and the Mutt’n Jeff black guys in the next booth say “Hey” an’ talk about the race car they’re buildin’, and the H-q waitress’ little daughter skips past and says “Hi,” and the waitresses lean over close to ask, “Doin’ all right, hon’?” ’cause my head’s always down in a book, and the cashier asks why I’m not on the Harley this mornin’.
Sondrak, I got a chuckle outta “flash the goofballs”. I’m sure I read it wrong.
Polish Wife made “plinskas?”, , well however you spell ‘em, they were deliscious little Pollack Pancakey/donut/fruit things.
My boys snarfed ‘em up.
Happy Ash Wednesday!!
My religious observances start about 5pm on the 17th, and last quite a while.