pancake day spring clean

We decided on Cracker Barrel at noon and I ordered the “Kid’s Pancakes” because it’s Shrove Tuesday – Pancake Day. When you’re in the American South trying to follow an English tradition what this means, essentially, is instead of a nice crispy pastry you end up eating an entire kind-of-apple-pie, complete with whipped cream . I wont go on about the ridiculous portion size – on the CHILDREN’S MENU – because I ate it all but I will say it was the beast that broke the camel’s back.

My Lenten list:

– I understand the need to network. But my priorities are elsewhere at the moment. Eliminating Facebook would free up as much as an hour a day.

– The refined stuff (above) does nothing but degenerate and destroy every tissue and organ in the body. Particularly detrimental to those of us with autoimmune issues. See: Chronic Inflammation and cut back on the carbs.

– I don’t have cable or satellite but terrestrial telly is starting to eat away at my time. House, Castle, Vampire Diaries, The Mentalist, Bones (Sorry David). That’s five hours a week that could otherwise go toward writing. Or reading. Or running. Friday Fringe stays. Spooky action at a distance, thanks.