Ken tried telling me last night that he was going to the evening Mass today because wearing his ashes to work would be contrary to the Scripture reading for Ash Wednesday.
Nice try, buddy. You avoided the morning Mass because you didn’t want to have this repeated 60 bajillion times today:
I understand. Much better to take six kids toeing the threshold of bedtime to church.
Between fasting and evening Mass, I’m not even going to make it past today. Lent’s going to kill me.