Woe-is-me Wednesday....

Lent.

I am not Catholic, my husband, however, is.

I have never "observed" Lent, though this year I am....why?

Something to do with supporting my significant other and something to do with the discipline that I know it must take to achieve.

This year, for health reasons, my husband has opted to give up cigarettes and extraneous sugar--- I told him I would match his Lenten Vows. Cigarettes are easy, as I don't smoke, but the extraneous sugar??? that's a whole other kettle of fish....

We aren't giving up sugar in its entirety, just the extra and unnecessary sugars like candy, cakes, donuts....and because diet sodas taste like shite, I'm giving up cokes as well----
We aren't going to fuss about the sugar that's in trace or small amounts, like bread, pasta, fruits, etc....just the food/drink items that are mostly made of sugar and nothing else.

Well, Day 1 and I already realize just how little attention I've been paying to what I consume. I left the house this morning without my normal 2- 20oz mountain dews and by mid-morning I was trembling. I hadn't factored in the normal "energy" I was getting from these 2 drinks....when they were replaced with flavored, but sugar-free water, and no other food was ingested, my body suddenly decided it didn't like me anymore...
Note to self--- have some sort of snack handy to stave off the drop in blood sugar---- ugh! I am not used to that....
Fortunately, I didn't have as large a caffeine withdrawal as I expected, but I may hit that hurdle tomorrow....

So much for the minus of Lent....now, if I could just figure out what I could add so that this Lent could be productive as well.....hmmmm

Day 1:
cokes consumed: 0
sugar consumed: bread

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A to Z reflections....

Another A to Z challenge comes to an end--- another collection of posts and poetry have been written, another deep breath of relief is released. For my fellow bloggers that survived as well, it's another 'challenge-completed' notch carved into the writing desk. I've come to enjoy my yearly foray into the world of all things alphabetical. This was my third year, though it was only the second year I had a workable theme (which made the challenge substantially easier than the first year I attempted this challenge.) And, though my first year was difficult because my focus was so scattered, I found this year was more difficult because I lost the enthusiasm that came with the first year excitement----excitement which helped me plug along until the end of the challenge. Year 3 was a success in the sense that I completed the challenge, though, this was the year that almost wasn't---- Somewhere about a third of the way through the challenge, I seriously considered...

Bitter Honey

Weaving dreams of beguiling gold, a future's price for happiness. What secrets do you, determined, hold? asks the summer wind's soft caress. A guarded name, a hidden hope. Spinning wheels clutching time, grasping straw that falls away, What dreams may come, we soon may find, won't recall at end of day. A cherished life, a memory lost.

A million lives, beneath a single sky.....

Though our feet leave different prints,our tongues sound different words, there's a mirrored rhythm in the beating of our hearts. Though born in different worlds, our eyes sharpened 'neath different moons, there's an unspoken truth in the warmth of our touch. We may walk in different strides and dream different dreams, we may speak in different voices, maybe swim in different streams. It's plain to see, when dark night falls, as all the stars shine through, that underneath it all, there's no difference 'tween me and you.

From the Inkwell, From the Vein.....

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