Lenten Promises

So I went to church yesterday at lunch and listened to the priest talk about repentance and damnation and soul cleansing and stuff. I got all did up with ashes for Christ and felt pretty good about it. Maybe made some commitments too. I promised, before God, our lord Jesus, Father Somethingorother and the pruney old man ashing me up, that not a single drop of alcohol would touch these lips for the next 40 days. I was doing really well to. I didnt have a beer the whole time I was at work...I didn't have one for the 2 minutes I was home....I was pretty proud, I have to say. THEN....my sister came and got me and took me to Barragans..the fine little Mexican Restaurant/Bar in Echo Park. Now....she's older than me, so naturally, she's smarter. She convinced me to slightly alter my commitment to Jesus Christ from "No Alcohol Period Ever for 40 days" to "No Alcohol Ever at home (or outside of a bar) Ever for 40 days." I was at a bar...Margaritas were only $2.00....this sounded like a good idea to me. 4 margaritas and 3 or 4 beers later...I guess maybe it was less of a good idea. So day 1 of lent....I have already fallen off the wagon...very very hard. Now I'm not sure if I should get up and try again, or just accept defeat. I feel guilty...like maybe I'm gonna get struck down now or something...or maybe my grandma will find the phone number to my home...I don't know. Something horrible is probably deffinately going to happen to me though. I think the real lesson here is "Eat more than 1 Ho-Ho before you go out drinking."