Today is Shrove Tuesday, "Fat Tuesday," or --in French-- Mardi Gras. It's the final day to indulge in the sweet stuff (or perhaps more traditionally, yeast?) before we embark on a 40 day pilgrimage through Lent.
Now, in case all of my blogs about donuts haven't been evidence enough, February has been my month of indulgences. January was a time of focus and fasting and prayer, and March will be similar, a journey lasting until, well, my trip around the world.
That's scary to think about!
IN any event, today was the last day that my donut "passport" was valid, meaning I could use my coupons today or forever hold my peace. I debated the merits of getting donuts.
I technically already paid for them.
But do I really need more donuts?
It's the last day before Lent!
The donut shops that are left on my list are 30 minutes away. And I have a 10:30a.m. meeting with my boss.
But I did promise my friend Jen I'd bring donuts today...
How can I fit in both the gym and drive to the East Bay? I can't indulge in donuts and NOT GO TO THE GYM.
And such was my back and forth until I found myself at the gym, at 8:00 a.m., sitting on a spin bike thinking, "If I leave now, I can be back in time for work..."
So, I ditched the spin room and drove to Barrington (and Warren) to hit up three donut shops that were still on my list.
The sweetest part of my day, though, was sharing these donuts with others, namely my boss and my friend Jen, who went ICE CLIMBING this weekend and deserves deep fried dough wrapped in frosting.
I also gave a cupcake to our building's security guard, and he seemed so delighted! Surprising people with treats, that was my happy moment for the day.
As a P.S., though, I became unduly happy when I found myself driving behind another car that had a New Mexico license plate!!! That just doesn't happen in this part of the country! I wanted to illegally pass them, honking and waving and doing the "Red Chile 4 Life" secret sign that all New Mexicans know, but alas, I only took a picture of their license plate--which happens to have the same letters as my own.
Anyway, it was a good day. Although I just now attempted to drink a half gallon of chocolate milk to rid my house of it, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to be sick. At least I'll be content to give up sugar for a while...