These illustrations by James Hance remind me of the Chewie and Han t-shirt I posted last week…
Via Geeks are Sexy.
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Cankles
Earlier today I decided to cash in my push present and went for a steam perm and cut — my first in almost a year!
Sitting patiently through the 3 hour process, I took a look at myself in the full-length mirror and was dismayed to see how fat and swollen my calves, ankles, and feet have gotten. I realized right then and there that I am now the proud owner of cankles:
I took the above picture with my camera and uploaded it to Facebook, in hopes that mommy friends will chime in to reassure me that the swelling will disappear after giving birth. And they did — most said that their calves, ankles and feet returned to normal just a few short weeks post partum.
I have hated being pregnant in the hot summer months, and this year’s record-breaking temperatures did not help much. (I can already imagine that years down the road, when my daughter is giving me a hard time, I will remind her that I carried her during one of the hottest summers on record.) However, one good thing about being pregnant in the warmer months is that I can wear flip-flops. If I had been pregnant during the winter I would most certainly have had to purchase new shoes in larger sizes.
I am now in my 34th week of pregnancy. We are starting to receive presents from our baby registry…it’s scary to think that we will actually be using these items in 6-ish weeks!
P.S. — For those that may be wondering, I love my new haircut and perm! I will post pictures later, but suffice it to say that I have never been more pleased with a perm while walking out of a salon. The staff at Hidy II were super-accommodating for this preggo — they periodically asked if I needed bathroom breaks (which I did), let me walk around to relieve swelling and pressure, and served me refreshing water and tea. I didn’t get my hair done by Jay this time, but by a stylist named Jenny who did a fantastic job and went the extra mile to make sure that I was comfortable at all times.
P.P.S. — I asked my stylist what the difference is between a Digital Perm and a Steam Perm. She told me that a Steam Perm is a combination of the Setting Perm and the Digital Perm; it follows the general procedure of the Setting Perm but uses the less damaging chemicals of the Digital Perm…in other words, the best of two worlds! The only problem with Steam Perms is that it is still not yet offered by most salons in the United States (even most Korean salons do not have it), so not only is it difficult to find a salon that does it, the price still remains pretty high (mine was $250, not including tips).
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Hungover Owls
And now for today’s website of the day: Hungover Owls. A highly-specific Tumblr site that focuses on…well, owls that look hungover.
This may just beat out Disapproving Rabbits. What do you think?
Via Geekosystem.
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‘Inception’ Explained for Mac Users
I know Inception talk is dying down, but as a Mac user, this one is too good to pass up.
And I couldn’t resist The Daily What‘s take on it: “The pinwheel wouldn’t stop spinning so I Force Quit myself awake.”
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Who Says Animals Can’t Feel Love?
I have seen my guinea pigs mourn, and even become severely depressed after the death of their cagemates so I have no problem believing that humans can’t be the only species that feel attachment and compassion.
The following is a series of photos by a photographer chronicling the sad love story of a couple of barn swallows. It is said that people all over the world have cried after seeing these pictures, and that the French newspaper that originally ran the photos sold out on the day it first published the story.
A female swallow became fatally injured after being hit by a car.
Her mate brought her food and attended to her needs with love and compassion.
He left to bring her more food, but returned to find that she had died.
He tried to move her, an effort rarely seen with birds.
He realizes what must have happened and cries in distress…
He continues to stand by her body, mourning and crying over the loss.
He finally accepts her fate. But he continues to stand by her with sadness, pain, and confusion.
I couldn’t help but be reminded of the famous YouTube video of the dog that rescues another dog from a highway in Chile. I remember shedding quite a few tears after first seeing this video, and wondering how many humans would do this for a fellow human being.
Via Rocking Facts.
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Mario Kart Bike Lane
I would go biking (which I never do) in Portland (where I’ve never been) just to partake in this magnificence.
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Via BikePortland.org.
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Google Maps Without the Map
Click here to visit a global Google Maps interface with everything but the location labels removed. I’m having quite a bit of fun zooming in and out of various large cities, and trying to identify countries just based on the names of their states/cities/provinces.
Via kottke.org.
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I Am Not a Christian Because I’m Scared of Hell
One of the many misconceptions that non-believers have about Christianity is that Christians only attend church, follow the Ten Commandments and the teachings of Jesus, and claim to believe in God because they are scared to spend eternity in hell. They say that the Church uses hell as a scare tactic to gain more followers, that this method is not only unhealthy but also unfair.
While I am sure that there are some churches and individuals who use hell as a scare tactic, (and sadly, only follow Christ because they are scared of hell), I strongly disagree with this way of thinking. Because as stated in the title of this post, I am not a Christian because I’m scared of hell.
Do I believe in hell? Sure. But I have no idea what it’ll be like aside from the fact that it is a place void of God. And that is the #1 reason I do not want to be in hell.
A couple of weeks ago, my friend Miriam wrote about some of her thoughts on God and recounted a question asked of her: why do you want to go to heaven?
I want to go to heaven because I love God and want to be close to Him. Sure, that is not the only reason — there are many others, such as being able to meet and walk among all Christians throughout history, including Biblical characters whom I am sure will make me squeal like a little girl face to face with Justin Bieber when I meet them — but this reason is my first and foremost.
There have been a few instances in my life where I have been in the presence of God, and there is nothing like it. Never have I felt so humbled, so inadequate, yet so LOVED. Never have I been so overcome with a barrage of emotions that my body automatically gives out from under me; I stumble, kneel, and bow. Never have I felt more at HOME, more safe or comforted.
And I know that this is just a fraction of what I will experience in heaven.
Do I know that I will go to heaven? Yes. I am confident that I will go to heaven. And I am not being arrogant or presumptuous here — I know that God loves me, sent His only Son to die on the cross for me, that by His grace I am saved, and that I will enter heaven when my life on earth is over.
I am not afraid to die.
I often think back to the haunting dream I had late last year. How, at the moment when I knew I was about to die…
…my life does not flash before my eyes. I am afraid for a split second before a sense of calm and acceptance overwhelms my being. I know I have lived an imperfect life, but I also am certain that I will soon be with God.
The only fear I have about the afterlife is that my loved ones will not be in heaven with me. And this is the reason I evangelize, especially to those who are important in my life. Because I cannot imagine spending the next life without — not experiencing the glory of God without — J, our children, the rest of my family, or my beloved friends.
I also know that I will meet the child we had lost last year in heaven.
I know that many will read this and think that I am delusional. That is fine. All I know is that I am confident in my faith, and that I want to share my faith with others because I want them to experience this same joy. Not because I want them to be scared of hell.
So, to reiterate, I am not a Christian because I am scared. I am a Christian because I am loved.
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