Did You Know?

 

Mary, Did You Know?

Mary did you know
That your baby boy will one day walk on
water?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy will save our sons and
daughters?
Did you know
That your baby boy has come to make you
new?
This child that you’ve delivered
Will soon deliver you

Mary did you know
That your baby boy will give sight to a
blind man?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy will calm the storm with
his hand?
Did you know
That your baby boy has walked where angels
trod?
And when you kiss your little baby
You’ve kissed the face of God

Mary did you know?
The blind will see
The deaf will
hear
The dead will live again
The lame will leap
The dumb will
speak
The praises of the Lamb

Mary did you know
That your baby boy is Lord of all
creation?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy will one day rule the
nations?
Did you know
That your baby boy is heaven’s perfect Lamb?
This
sleeping child you’re holding
Is the Great I Am

 

This one . . . Well, you’ll get the idea.  See if you can guess why there are thirty-nine things on this list.

Oh, by the way, I’m actually posting this at about one-thirty, so I may add an actual entry thing onto the end of this tomorrow, (ie, when I actually consider it to be the sixteenth,) if anything exciting happens.

Did you know . . .

1. I’m still a bit afraid of the dark.  I have too active an imagination after watching so many horror movies.

2. I used to be able to recite about forty consecutive titles of Baby-Sitters Club books.

3. I saw a different Broadway show three years in a row.  Freshman year — Once Upon A Mattress, sophomore year — Les Mis, and junior year — Phantom.

4. Phantom was, is, and always will be my favorite musical on Broadway.

5. I’m the same key, singing-wise, as Debbie Reynolds.  A flat.

6. Speaking of singing, when I sang Jingle Bells in the Christmas party tape when I was five, I didn’t know the lyrics for the latter two lines.

7. I don’t consider it Christmas until I see the blinking lights around the neighbor’s window.  (They’re the kind that blink in such a way that they look like they’re moving around the window.)

8. When I was young, I would stand at the bathroom window, where I had a perfect view of those lights, and just watch them blink around and around.

9. It’s only been in the past few years, when I’ve had actual friends to give other gifts to, that I’ve really gotten into the spirit of giving things, instead of just getting.

10. I haven’t counted recently, but I think I have over three hundred keychains.  I know I have over two hundred and fifty.

11. My favorite cartoon show when I was in grade school was Legend of Zelda.

12. The one I used to play with who lives down the street from me, and I used to make props and improv different Legend of Zelda situations.  We had cardboard swords and shields, and I had a plastic bow and arrows.

13. I still have that bow and probably one of the arrows somewhere . . .

14. R.L. Stine and Christopher Pike are still two of my favorite authors.

15. Sometimes I don’t feel any older than seventeen, but when I talk to someone that age, who truly acts seventeen, or sixteen, or whatever, I can’t help thinking how young they are.

16. I’ve become more and more accustomed to exactly how hypocritical and judgmental people can be about everyone but themselves.

17. I don’t necessarily like not being able to accept people back in once they’ve screwed me over, whether or not they’re making an effort to want to be let in, but I can;t help it.  It’s a survival instinct.  If someone lost my trust once, why am I gonna risk being hurt again?

18. It always seems that so many others have that same mindset, but that I’m the only one left out in the cold because of it.

19. I think that anyone who believes that no one is worth trusting fully is a fool.

20. Despite my reservations about trusting ones who have lost my trust before, I don;t find #19 hypocritical, because I’m still looking for that one to trust fully.

21. I miss writing the screw-up lists.

22. I miss upkeeping a binder.

23. I think that if I was told to stop writing and recording important events, or even mundane ones in my life, my head would explode.

24. I’m plotting now what my first credit card purchase will be.

25. I have no idea what to buy for my first credit card purchase.

26. I used to think I could live off macaroni and cheese, but now I’m actually a bit sick of it.

27. Watermelon: is, was, forever shall be my favorite fruit.

28. I still want to be famous, even if it will be for novel writing, instead of acting/singing.

29. I don’t know which novel I want to try to publish first.

30. I’ve always wanted a “one-in-a-million” job, and still am not sure how to go about acheiving it.

31. I’ve always been araid of falling through the cracks of mediocrity.

32. I’ve always insisted I would never fall there.

33. I wish someone would throw me a huge surprise party at a roller rink, with all of my friends there.

34. I often picture the people that I know in a large group in a phoo-like set-up in my head.  Some, that I haven’t seen in awhile, or don’t talk to as much are there, I can see their faces, but they’re faded.  Others are full-color, full dimension, everything.  And one . . . is a darkened silhouette.  And that’s the person I want to see the most.

35. I still sometimes sleep with a stuffed animal.  Usually it’s Purpl-grr.

36. This one stuffed animal, one I believe I simply called “Birdie,” used to come with me everywhere.  I accidentally dropped that poor thing into a mud puddle, threw up on him several times, and he came with me when I had my operation when I was four and a half.

37. I believe my earliest memory is of when my parents were burying Fuzzy, my dad’s cat.  I would’ve sworn I was four or five when he died, but apparently I was two.

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e=3>38. If it weren’t for three people, I wouldn’t know/have been in any of the situations I’ve been in in the past seven years.

39. I wish I had someone to hold me.  I wish I had a particular someone to hold me . . .