Things I Should've Put in My Blog Earlier (but was too lazy to do so...)

I heard this maybe two weeks ago, but someone kept forgetting to send me the link (ahem): http://www.akintunde.net/MEDIA/IfJesusWasMarried.swf

If Jesus Was Married. I laughed so hard I cried. And I will still say randomly, "Where you been, Jesus?!" and we'll all start cracking up.

Someday I will get a kitten and name it Juicy. No, not because I will want to eat it. To me, Juicy is an endearing nickname. I had a childhood friend named Juicy. But why do I want to name a cat that? Because I will get some kind of sick joy out of screaming, "Juicy" in an exaggerated ghetto accent.

"And then I was- oh, hold on a second... JUUI-SAAAY! Get down from there, Juicy! You gonna fall off there and die!"

"Meow." (Translation: "The only reason I put up with this is because you feed me.")

Saturday I was watching cooking shows. I watched in rapt amazement as they made the perfect white cake with buttercream frosting and raspberry almond filling, scribbled down the web address so I could get the recipe...then thought to myself, "Old people do this...."

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Oh, and manga is the comic book version of anime (Japanese cartoons). Instead of thin, color volumes like American comic books, they usually come out in graphic novels, which are the size of paperback chapter books and are in black and white, with the occasional color page. Most anime started out as manga, which is a really big deal in Japan (makes up about half of all literature sales). I actually like manga better than anime, I think. :)

Finally, a short story. Kinda dumb, but here you go...

I felt myself rise and fall. The sensation of a trampoline- flying high, then falling back on the springy surface, only to be tossed up again. I remember that feeling when you're tossed really high, higher than you're comfortable with- that scared, breathless moment, then relief as the springs creak under you.

"That's how my life feels right now," I said to Him. "I'm scared, and every once in a while, I feel safe, but I'm tossed right back up again."

In answer, the sensation changed- subtly, but it made all the difference. I was swinging back and forth- that same feeling of weightlessness, helplessness, but I was supported by a strong web of rope. It was a hammock, and I knew it was okay. "Is this what it's really like...?" I murmured, realizing.

I felt Him smile, and this was all He said: "You never left the safety of My arms."