Get thee behind me, Cadbury.

Five days into Lent, and in a fit of irrational optimism and an honest desire to moderate my habits, I have given up chocolate.

Of course, all the Easter candy displays are out, our local brew pub is offering cannoli specials and cups literally made of dark chocolate filled with Chambord or Baileys, and even Yeats' Italian lessons on Duolingo are teaching him to say things like "She bakes the chocolate cake" and "who is eating the chocolate candy?".

The Lord is testing me. *eats sugar-free raspberry gelato sulkily*

Reading Log: The Hazel Wood by Melissa Albert; The Wicked and the Divine: Imperial Phase, Part Two by Kieron Gillen; The Wedding Date by Jasmine Guillory; Jade City by Fonda Lee; Dark in Death by J.D. Robb; What She Ate by Laura Shapiro; And the Rest is History by Jodi Taylor