Happy Easter

As a non practicing Catholic, I always feel slightly guilty around Easter and Christmas. Right now, at this very moment, I'm drinking coffee, eating some toast with raspberry jam and have my feet up on my couch. I should probably be in church. Oddly, I observe Lent. I always have. But yet I skip church on Sunday.
If there was any a Easter for me to be at the Basilica, it would be today. We have a new pope. Which in the Catholic world, is a pretty big deal. But I'm more content with blogging about random ass things, going to the gym and browsing the Internet. I'm the worst kind of Catholic.
I'm not 100% sure where my faith went stray. Probably sometime during junior high school. My parents were obviously raised strong Catholics, but never made me go to church. Mostly because they didn't attend themselves. I think they felt they paid their dues during Catholic school or something. So needless to say, I never made it a priority. Living across the street from a church, lent itself to easy come, easy go. So I would drift in and out during random Sundays. But I found myself more preoccupied with things like graffiti, sleeping in and riding my bike.
But as I sit here looking at my kid, I wonder what I'll do with him? I doubt I would ever push any kind of religion on him, but I also want to provide him with some guardrails in life. But it's hard to say "Observe Lent because the bible says so", but then also saying that I feel the bible is flawed in it's verbiage of marriage. We can't pick and choose what sentences to model our lives after when it's convenient.
In unrelated news, it is starting to finally get nice out. My bike is all prepped for when this snow is gone I'm super excited. And I can't wait for the Cubs to start playing again.