Sunday Snippets--A Catholic Carnival

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Semper Gaudete!: Two New Pictures

Semper Gaudete!: Found While Googling Beverly Cleary

Semper Gaudete!: What's In A Name?

Semper Gaudete!: Jeopardy Just Lost a Viewer!!!

Semper Gaudete!: Bus driver tells child with Romney sign on front yard he should have been aborted | LifeSiteNews.com

Semper Gaudete!: Trampoline? NOPE!!

Semper Gaudete!: Books Read in the Past Week

Books Read in the Past Week

Books read for the first time are marked with a #

"The Sweetgum Knit Lit Society"
{carried over from last week}
"The Sweetgum Ladies Knit for Love" #
by Beth Patillo
[fiction]

"Eustacia Goes to the Chalet School"
"The Chalet School and Jo" 
{carrying over into next week}
by Elinor M. Brent-Dyer
[children's fiction, school stories, series]

Trampoline? NOPE!!

No, it was not a trampoline.  It was a little boy's bed.  But that little boy, Bobby Brown, who would one day be my father, was using that bed as a trampoline.

Bounce.  Bounce. Higher bounce.  Higher bounce.

CRASH!!!!

The bed now had only three legs.

Bobby used a typical little-boy solution.  He propped up the bed with some books, and then made a quick exit, announcing that he was going out to play.

Some time later, his mother went into his room, probably to put away his laundry.   Of course, she saw the damage at once.

"Ro-BERT!!!!" she bellowed.

A few minutes later, it was Bobby, [or Ro-BERT!!!] who was yelling!

Bus driver tells child with Romney sign on front yard he should have been aborted | LifeSiteNews.com

Bus driver tells child with Romney sign on front yard he should have been aborted | LifeSiteNews.com

They were 1,000% right to fire that driver.
What a terrible thing to say to a child!
No.   I take that back.
What a terrible thing to say to ANYBODY!!

Jeopardy Just Lost a Viewer!!!

 As of tonight, I am no longer going to watch Jeopardy, and here is why: 

 In a category called "Great Men and Women of Medicine,"  the

 response to one of the answers was "Who was Margaret Sanger?" 

[I blew a raspberry and booed, and I HOPE that I

 would have done the same had I been in the studio!
No; I  hope I would have walked out, and made it clear WHY
I was walking out!]

If they can call her "great",  then I can no longer, in good conscience, watch that show.

What's In A Name?

What's in a name?  Or rather, what's in how a name is spoken?  Sometimes, quite a lot.

My father's given name was Robert, but when he behaved himself, his mother called him

Bobby.

When, however, he was in trouble, she called him

Ro-BERT!!!!!! 
Later this week, I will share at least one story about his being called
Ro-BERT!!!!!! 

Found While Googling Beverly Cleary

I was googling  Beverly Cleary when I came across this post.  Incidentally, I remember those books!  I got them at a book fair when I was in elementary school, and now, all these years later, I

would love to read them again.