Pet Peeve.

I hate it - HATE it - when people mention something, then don't bother to explain the rest of the way.

Well, maybe I don't HATE it.
But it really bugs me.

Like, why mention it in the first place if you don't want to explain it? So that the other person will coerce it out of you? That's lame. So that the other person feels guilty that you don't trust them enough to tell them? That's lame, too. o

Note to the world: Don't mention something unless you are going to explain what you mean.

Dude. I'm Bleeding Profusely.

Long time, no post, huh? I know. Crazy

Except, not, because absolutely NOTHING is going on.

Well, okay, obviously some stuff is. But it isn't that exciting.

I miss my peeps.

I'm housesitting right now.
I hope I don't kill the plants.

I saw some pictures of a dead lady at Dad's work the other day. It was gross. Freaked me out when I first saw her, then it was okay. Well, not okay, since she was dead, and I was looking at her. But still.

Dad and I went shooting after work today. I was loading the magazine, and I broke a nail, and in my mind, I was like, "MAN! I broke a nail!" Then I laughed at the irony - it was such a girly thing to do, breaking a nail, but then there I was, loading a gun so that I could shoot it for fun. Made me laugh. I, also, I got a cut slash scrape slash I don't know what to call it on my thumb, and it was bleeding profusely.

Ah. And my arm itches. And now I'm going upstairs.

Million Dollars.

So what would I do with a million dollars?

Help my parents pay off bills and such.
Pay for college!!!
Buy a Jeep Wrangler. =)

Tithe. A lot.

Go to Africa, and maybe London and Italy.
Visit Jade and Hannah and Shaun.
Buy a Chanel purse or flats.

Buy Hannah a lot of awesome bumper stickers.
Buy Kristina a lot of CDs.
Buy Jade a new set of skiis, perhaps.

Buy Shaun a Wii.

Save some to buy a house one day.
With an ottoman.

Ha.

If I Had A Million Dollars

One of my favorite songs right now.


If I Had A Million Dollars
by Barenaked Ladies

If I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
I'd buy you a house
(I would buy you a house)
If I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
I'd buy you furniture for your house
(Maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman)
And if I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
Well, I'd buy you a K-Car
(A nice Reliant automobile)
If I had a million dollars I'd buy your love

If I had a million dollars
I'd build a tree fort in our yard
If I had million dollars
You could help, it wouldn't be that hard
If I had million dollars
Maybe we could put like a little tiny fridge in there somewhere
You know, we could just go up there and hang out
Like open the fridge and stuff
There would already be laid out foods for us
Like little pre-wrapped sausages and things

They have pre-wrapped sausages but they don't have pre-wrapped bacon
Well, can you blame 'em
Uh, yeah

If I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
Well, I'd buy you a fur coat
(But not a real fur coat that's cruel)
And if I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
Well, I'd buy you an exotic pet
(Yep, like a llama or an emu)
And if I had a million dollars
(If I had a a million dollars)
Well, I'd buy you John Merrick's remains
(Ooh, all them crazy elephant bones)
And If I had a million dollars I'd buy your love

If I had a million dollars
We wouldn't have to walk to the store
If I had a million dollars
Now, we'd take a limousine 'cause it costs more
If I had a million dollars
We wouldn't have to eat Kraft Dinner
But we would eat Kraft Dinner
Of course we would, we’d just eat more
And buy really expensive ketchups with it
That’s right, all the fanciest ke... dijon ketchups!
Mmmmmm, Mmmm-Hmmm

If I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
Well, I'd buy you a green dress
(But not a real green dress, that's cruel)
And if I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
Well, I'd buy you some art
(A Picasso or a Garfunkel)
If I had a million dollars
(If I had a million dollars)
Well, I'd buy you a monkey
(Haven't you always wanted a monkey)

If I had a million dollars
I’d buy your love

If I had a million dollars, If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars, If I had a million dollars
If I had a million dollars
I'd be rich

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7bbRdG30fX8

I Believe I Can Fly.

So, Saturday.

Mom and I went to the parade. I sat in the front seat of my Dad's police car. One of the old cars broke down, and MTR had to come tow them away.

We bought Dad's Father's Day presents - Trees that turn red in the fall, like he's always wanted. He liked them and was presently surprised.

Then...
Kristina and I climbed the Butte.

And it was funny, right off the bat, because Kristina looked really cute in her capris and new top, and I was in my OBU shorts, and an OBU shirt. Made me laugh.
Then we get to the Butte (why is it always THE Butte, and not just Butte?) and can't find the parking lot for the Butte. Then we do.
Also, it's funny how The Butte refers to two different things.

The smallest bill we had was a $5, so I put that in, and we started hiking. And man, it was INTENSE.

Ha.

"You can climb it in like 15 minutes."

"You're doing it Peter, you're doing it."

We made it to the top, with like 1000000 stops along the way. To enjoy the scenery. Cough Cough. Riiiiiight.

Well, we made it to the top, and there was like a million people up there. We saw two. Then one. Then a bajillion. We took exciting pictures at the top. Of hair blowing in the wind, and jumping, and me being a bear, and sitting angrily in flowers, and making grass angels.

Oh, and we frolicked. We wished Jade was there to frolic with us.

It was Peter Pan Day.
We raced to text Hannah.
And we took the hardest way down the Butte possible. We weren't even on a path most of the time.

Then...we went to V-Ho. My first time since January.
SHE was there... haha.
The mints were no good.

We went to Wal Mart, and I danced across the open spot.
We ran from end to end looking for the craft department.
I saw someone I knew kind of.
And we bought...supplies...

To cause massive destruction.
But not.
At all.

So there.

My Peter Pan Day.
May it live in infamy.

Alone In The Garden.

When Judas betrayed Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, all of Jesus' disciples ditched Him.

Did you realize that?

I didn't.
Not until tonight, anyway.

He was alone.
By Himself.
Had no one.

I rely so heavily on my friends - especially Hannah, Jade, Kristina, and Shaun. If I had to go through something as...horrific...as Jesus did, I don't know how I would do it without them.

When Jesus was being beaten, He couldn't look into the crowd around Him for a familiar face, one that He was friends with.

When He was carrying His cross, no one was lined on the streets to encourage Him.

His mother, and several other ladies, were at the cross when He was crucified...but His best friends weren't there.

He had been denied.
Forsaken.
Forgotten.

And still...He pressed on.

That amazes me.

Jesus had so much CRAP piled on Him that He could have totally been like, "You know what, Dad? I give up. This is stupid. Send them all to hell for all I care." But He wasn't like that at all. His love for us, His compassion, overruled all other elements. It overruled His scarred and bleeding back, His aching arms and legs, His heart being torn to shreds by those He cared about.

And what do we do with it?

Well, tonight I read the story out of my Bible and didn't think twice about it. I have grown so accustomed to the story, so hardened to it, almost, that I don't realize the impact it has on my life. I read it, and... that's all. I don't think about the implications, the importance, of it all.

This is what I'm teaching about in VBS tomorrow - Jesus Christ's death and resurrection, and how through that, we can have eternal life.

But for it to be real to the kids, it has to be real to me.
I have to realize that this is a TRUE story.
That Jesus suffered.
That He died.
And that He rose again in victory.