Today is the first day of Lent. The first year we were dating, my husband and I used Lent as an excuse to be mean to each other. He gave up eating pasta – which he loves – so I made sure to order pasta every time we went out. I had given up eating chocolate, so he bought me lots of chocolates. We bet on who would be the first to break. Unless, Pete ate pasta some time without me knowing about it, it was me who broke; scoffing down m&ms like there was no tomorrow.