It's Friday, and it's Lent.
Good Catholics don't eat meat on Fridays. So, at our house tonight, we ordered a pizza. But my husband was super hungry, so he got a meatball parm hero on the side. It didn't occur to either of us until he was about to bite into it that we were negating the meatless pizza with the meatball sub.
My husband, who thinks that all religions are pretty much silly, and just believes in being a good person (is there a religion out there that JUST believes this?), went on a little rant that nothing was going to strike him down, and he wasn't going to go to hell, and how silly religion is and that's why were are in this "terrorist war" in the first place.
Enter Meg.
She wants "something" on the table and decides his hero looks pretty good.
He hestiated and just looked at her for a second.
I said "for godssakes give her some already"
He responded, "Well, we'd better not, I mean, I COULD be wrong!"
Once again I am spending my time reading your blog when I should be working (Shhhhhhh). This is the funniest entry yet! I love it! My dad used to do the same thing and have the same debate with my mother during lent. TOO FUNNY!
Posted by: Theresa | March 13, 2007 at 07:43 AM