Lent

is over.

I had another post, but I saved it for later, since I think this needs to be said.

I can finally eat meat!

So I found that Lent ends on Holy Thursday. Naturally, I decided to eat meat on Saturday.

My brother, mother and I went to Applebee's and I ordered a shrimp entree...and a sirloin steak.

For once, ironic considering how small they are, my eyes were bigger than my stomach.

We took a to-go box, and saved the shrimp for later because the steak gave me a stomachache.

I guess I deserved that.

Also, I ate with Cha Tri Dinh! We went to Chili's (God bless America) and had a blast with my parents, brother, Rosemary and Nila. It was good times.

I also found out that Cha goes on Facebook often but found out how to sign in without letting people know he's online.

He's so tricky.

Like a priest would be...

I told Stephanie about my stomach problems after eating meat, proclaiming that I think I might have lost my appetite for meat.

She responded with, "That's the worst news ever!"

I smiled, thinking she might actually care for once.

That is, until she said, "Other than Jesus being dead of course."

Is everything a joke to you, woman!? Have you no soul?


Here's an Easter story.

There was once this teacher of a catechism school on Sundays. She was talking about Easter to her very young students.
"Does anyone know what Easter is?" she asked, smiling at the children.
Unfortunately, she was met with silence. Children seem to understand the precise moments to be quiet and loud, and knowing this, they often do the opposite.
However, one child was brave enough to raise her hand.
"Yes, dear. What is Easter?" the teacher asked supportively to the nervous girl.
The girl put her hand down and gulped.
"It's when Jesus comes out of the tomb," she replied meekly.
The teacher was very happy.
"Exactly," she began. "Easter Sunday is wh-"
"But," the girl interrupted, now filled with confidence. "If he sees his shadow he goes back in and winter lasts six more weeks!"