I never heard of Maundy Thursday until I was in my 30s. My church at the time observed the day with foot washing. There are ways I'd like to be like Jesus, but that isn't one of them. I don't want to wash or be washed. I don't get pedicures for that reason and because I hate the smell of nail polish remover. Jesus would hate nail polish remover, I'm sure of it. It would be cool if Jesus and I kept our white shoes on and washed each other's hair instead.
I started this blog in February 2010 as a Lenten exercise in discipline. I posted something daily during Lent, whether I had anything interesting to say or not.
I also pledged to myself that I would dance each day during Lent. I walked away from the blog for much of the five years since. I'm inching back.
I am mistakenly called Stacy on a frequent basis by people I've just met, and sometimes by people I've known for awhile. I am Not Stacy.