April 23, 2009

Sometimes it hurts to be honest. Is that kinda like “feeling the burn” when working out?

So I gave up booze for Lent. After the first couple weeks I barely noticed it, and by the end I was feeling somewhat superior – and getting better rest. My dad, who lives in Massachusetts, and I would joke about it and he would ask me why I would do such a thing.
Around the same time I had been planning with my aunt, with whom my father lives, to get my grandfather’s 100-year old christening gown for my son’s upcoming baptism. She sent it to me via UPS and it arrived just after Easter.
A day after I got the gown I received another UPS package, also marked from my aunt’s house – actually with my uncle’s name.