Good Morning Digital Neighbors from across Locals! Happy Saturday ADD Irregulars, Refugees, Phamily & Triggeratti! Happy Weekend Early Birds, Dawn Patrol, Beautiful Bigots, Fascinating People, Day Walkers, Later Dayers, Conversants, Lurker, Supporters, Members, and all Happy Wanderers of the Inter-webs!
How about some quotes on the experience of Saturdays from various talking heads, which I guess is all of us, most of us just aren't that quotable.
For a gut punch of nostalgia, consider that Saturday morning cartoons are now largely a thing of the past. -Michael O'Rielly.
Weekends are sacred for me. They’re the perfect time to relax and spend time with family and friends. -Marcus Samuelsson.
May the clouds in your life be only a background for a lovely sunset. -Irish Proverb.
Saturday mornings were magical in my childhood. I am so thankful for the Saturday morning cartoons, the day beginning so early and spending the entirety of it outside, visiting with friends or playing sports. Saturdays were such good days. While the teen years included more chores on Saturday, most of them weren't burdensome as much as time consuming. All things considered, it was a good transition into adulthood, not without its bumps.
I remember Dad, sitting at the kitchen table reading the morning newspaper, drinking coffee, clad in the thinnest vee-cut tee shirt know to man as well as his boxer shorts. He refused to get dressed most Saturdays until after 9:00 AM. It was his one easy morning every week. If Mom came in from a yard sale, auction or estate sale (all Saturday rituals for Momma) she would be all flustered if he wasn't dressed. There was almost always a guarantee that she had something that "mostly worked" and "Roy can fix it."
It was a fun combo, Dad liked tinkering with almost anything mechanical or electric and was a big fan of disassembling things to see how they worked. Putting them back together with parts left over was often a confoundment. Mom bought the "junk" as we kids called it, and Dad went through post yard sale triage to determine if it was repairable, spare parts or just junk to be discarded. There was always an ample supply of fix-ables, there was a Friday night auction every week where Mom shopped for all things odd and unusual.
Saturdays - mostly magical, typically enjoyable, always gone too fast. Happy Saturday Local's Neighbors! A meme inspired by Momma.
Today marks the three hundred and thirtieth birthday of the Frenchman François-Marie Arouet, better known by his nom de plume, Voltaire (1694-1778).
Born into a bourgeois family during the reign of Louis XIV, the “Sun King” (r. 1643-1715), Voltaire suffered tragedy at a young age when his mother died. Never close with his father or brother, Voltaire exhibited a rebellious attitude toward authority from his youth. His brilliant mind was fostered in the care of the Society of Jesus, who introduced him to the joys of literature and theater. Despite his later criticisms against the Church, Voltaire, throughout his life, fondly recalled his dedicated Jesuit teachers.
Although he spent time as a civil servant in the French embassy to the Hague, Voltaire’s main love was writing—an endeavor where he excelled in various genres, including poetry, which led to his appointment as the royal court poet for King Louis XV. Widely recognized as one of the greatest French writers, and even hyperbolically referred to by ...
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Happy Friday, Digital Neighbors!! Slept in a little this morning. Woke up at my ordinary time, hit the hour timer, and wandered back into short, incoherent dreamland. It was a good hour to try and get a little more rest after a long day yesterday. We had a good staff team-building day with personal prayer and then looking at the DISC tool as a way to appreciate our gifts as we work together for the good of our parish family.
Had a meeting in the evening to explore using our auditorium for an Emergency Overnight Shelter in the winter for the homeless and unhoused in our local area. Lots of potential, lots of work if that is to come to fruition. As I mentioned last night, this is where the rubber hits the road on personal charity. People feel comfortable giving money to support charities, but the possibility of hosting and staffing one is way out of the comfort zone for most. Prayer and time will tell.
Off to some “ifferisms” for your Friday cup of Joe.
If you get gloomy, just take an ...
The Beautiful
Said the Disciple to the Lover, “Sir, before I left the world I heard certain men who were held in high esteem and thought to know the will of the Beloved say that those who loved the Beautiful did not love the Beloved but loved idols, yet in the Garden of the Beloved we are ever striving to create beauty for the pleasure of the Beloved. Were they then speaking the truth?”
The Lover answered, “Those who said this had never glimpsed the form of the Beloved nor ever truly sought Him, for all beauty is but the reflection of the beauty of the Beloved, although seen very dimly as in a dark and faulty mirror, even as all goodness is a dim reflection of the goodness of the Beloved. So it is that those who love beauty and goodness recognize dimly in them the form of the Beloved and though often in ignorance those who are seeking the Beautiful and the Good are seeking after the Beloved.”
