Crap. And GIP.
Jun. 12th, 2005 07:41 pmFirst off, Hellziggy made me an icon depicting the FANTASTIC Christian-power shirt worn by a True Believer on my vacation. I modified it slightly to reflect the actual shirt, no offense meant. Mr. S just reminded me that we TOTALLY FORGOT to film our hilarious rendition of "Footprints" while on the beach. Naturally, we think it was hilarious. You be the judge. If I HAD captured it, it would have gone a little something like this:
Two sets of footprints on the sand, then abruptly, one set stops as the other continues. The picture would have been taken at sunset to show me staggering under the weight of LIFE at the end of the longer set of footprints, and Mr. S in a white toga sitting on a beach chair taking a long pull off a longneck beer.
One night a chick had a dream. She dreamed she was walking along the beach with The Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from her life. She noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonging to her, and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of her life flashed before her, she looked back at the footprints in the sand. She noticed that half-way along the path of her life there was only one set of footprints. She also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest time in her life, like, OMG.
This really bothered her and she questioned the Lord about it:
"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome time in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."
The Lord replied, "Hey, I love you and all that, but the WHINING and MOANING. I mean, Christ. There are kids without FEET for My Sake, and you're whining that you didn't stay thin after having kids? During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I bailed out and had a cool one. God's gotta relax sometime, too."
In the real "poem," I was always amused by the line "this really bothered him." Ha ha! The arrogant SOB is "bothered" by the Lord. I love it when people have no concept of their own frickin' religion. Bothered. Ha ha!! Thanks for life and animals and happiness and baked brie and cold, cold beverages and LIFE, but I'm BOTHERED by you. *foot stomp*
I blame my headache and the fact I had a surprise visit from in-laws. What's up with y'all? Dropped film off to share my cat's humiliation.... Kids are home for summer. I'll either escape and be here a lot, or be busy and away for stretches.
Two sets of footprints on the sand, then abruptly, one set stops as the other continues. The picture would have been taken at sunset to show me staggering under the weight of LIFE at the end of the longer set of footprints, and Mr. S in a white toga sitting on a beach chair taking a long pull off a longneck beer.
One night a chick had a dream. She dreamed she was walking along the beach with The Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from her life. She noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonging to her, and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of her life flashed before her, she looked back at the footprints in the sand. She noticed that half-way along the path of her life there was only one set of footprints. She also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest time in her life, like, OMG.
This really bothered her and she questioned the Lord about it:
"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome time in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."
The Lord replied, "Hey, I love you and all that, but the WHINING and MOANING. I mean, Christ. There are kids without FEET for My Sake, and you're whining that you didn't stay thin after having kids? During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I bailed out and had a cool one. God's gotta relax sometime, too."
In the real "poem," I was always amused by the line "this really bothered him." Ha ha! The arrogant SOB is "bothered" by the Lord. I love it when people have no concept of their own frickin' religion. Bothered. Ha ha!! Thanks for life and animals and happiness and baked brie and cold, cold beverages and LIFE, but I'm BOTHERED by you. *foot stomp*
I blame my headache and the fact I had a surprise visit from in-laws. What's up with y'all? Dropped film off to share my cat's humiliation.... Kids are home for summer. I'll either escape and be here a lot, or be busy and away for stretches.
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Date: 2005-06-12 06:48 pm (UTC)Oh, dude. I'll convert to whatever religion depicts such humanity. Heeeee.
::glomps you just because::
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Date: 2005-06-12 07:23 pm (UTC)Hey - you wrote a ficlet recently, yeah? I think I scribbled down somewhere that I needed to check it out... Gimmie a bit to get things together at my end and I'll be all over it. Like Ewan on Hayden. Heh.
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Date: 2005-06-12 07:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-12 08:13 pm (UTC)I just whipped that one up quick after reading your post & comments. It hopped into my brain & refused to leave until it was released to the wild! Because, you know, heaven forbid I should get to work on making my 50 new user pics. :)
LJ land is stuck with us PERMANENTLY now!!!! Mwah hah hah!
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:17 pm (UTC)For My Sake. LOL
God + a cool one=OTP4eva!!!!!111
::waits for lightening strike::
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-12 08:48 pm (UTC)FOREVAH!!! *rubs hands with glee, shops for icons*
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:49 pm (UTC)A surprise visit from the in-laws would give anyone a headache, even if you like them. Eeek. Kids home for the summer? And so it begins.
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:50 pm (UTC)Hee!!
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-12 09:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-12 10:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-12 10:21 pm (UTC)HA HA HA!!! God, working for The Onion would be a DREAM come true. God, that's a funny title.
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Date: 2005-06-13 12:24 am (UTC)Btw, icon is making me and Kirsty laugh hysterically as we sit here.
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Date: 2005-06-13 05:41 am (UTC)Awww! Your Jeebus is teh best!
Now you got me all fixin' to go to church or something:)
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Date: 2005-06-13 06:39 am (UTC)We went to the beach on Saturday, I was good with the sunscreen except for the top of my feet for some reason! So I have red feet. It was a blast, everyone had so much fun. The water was icy and Ron and I felt our bones ache until we lost all feeling in our legs, then we were hunky-dory! Got in up to our thighs, waves got us wet up to our chests, so I'd say we're acclimating over the years to the New England coastline. Maybe in a few more years we will actually swim? Nah, I doubt it. The kids are hardier than we and of course shorter, so got completely wet while standing at the same place we were. They loved it. Kid metabolism is so amazing.
We watched Star Wars Episode 4 with the kids last night, over a picnic on the family room floor. It was wonderful, except Nathan kept asking so many questions! "Is that a good guy or a bad guy?" "Why are they doing that?" "Is he dead?" Aaargh! But it was fun.
Re: *icon fear*
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Date: 2005-06-13 06:56 am (UTC)Hey! WHere's this fic, missy?
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Date: 2005-06-13 06:58 am (UTC)Mr. S has to watch the top of his feet, too. Not me. I just get brown, brown. No burns on me.
Picnic! We're doing that tonight with my girlfriend and her two kids since our husbands are going to be out of town. Wheee!!
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Date: 2005-06-13 09:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-13 09:37 am (UTC)*leers*
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Date: 2005-06-13 02:03 pm (UTC)I miss you! Why do I not talk with you anymore? Are you missing? *confused face*
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Date: 2005-06-13 03:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-14 07:05 am (UTC)*sad, impatient face*
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