It’s that time of year that people give up stuff. I once gave up chocolate for a full 39 days. Then, Greg offered me a bite of his irresistibly-delicious-condense-milk-covered chocolate snow cone. If you haven't tried this combination, you must book a trip to New Orleans ASAP! Blinded by its creamy, icy goodness I forgot my Lenten resolution and broke my chocolate-fast. Snap.
This year is a little different. While my fellow Catholics are faithfully quitting smoking, Facebook, and cursing, I decided to buy a bag of Baked Cheetos. Yes, my Lenten promise can be found in the snack food aisle. For my non-Norris readers, this may sound weird, but Baked Cheetos remind me that we all have a profound effect on each other. They signify that forgiveness and unconditional love are not burdens and that small things mean a lot to people. They remind me that a positive attitude will take you a long way. And, isn’t that what this time of year is all about?
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4 comments:
Someone taught me that you should always have back-up bag of Baked Cheetos. Dad
3 straight food related posts... nice.
Pickles, throw-up, and Cheetos. Mmmm...
...your readers are going to think you are pregnant.
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