March 31, 2007

in which Chesterton defends the merits of my small town roots

q. shenaynay

from Heretics:

It is not fashionable to say much nowadays of the advantages of the small community. We are told that we must go in for large empires and large ideas. There is one advantage, however, in the small state, the city, or the village, which only the wilfully blind can overlook.

The man who lives in a small community lives in a much larger world. He knows much more of the fierce varieties and uncompromising divergences of men. The reason is obvious. In a large community we can choose our companions. In a small community our companions are chosen for us.

Thus in all extensive and highly civilized societies groups come into existence founded upon what is called sympathy, and shut out the real world more sharply than the gates of a monastery.

There is nothing really narrow about the clan; the thing which is really narrow is the clique. The men of the clan live together because they all wear the same tartan or are all descended from the same sacred cow; but in their souls, by the divine luck of things, there will always be more colours than in any tartan.

But the men of the clique live together because they have the same kind of soul, and their narrowness is a narrowness of spiritual coherence and contentment, like that which exists in hell.

A big society exists in order to form cliques. A big society is a society for the promotion of narrowness. It is a machinery for the purpose of guarding the solitary and sensitive individual from all experience of the bitter and bracing human compromises.

It is, in the most literal sense of the words, a society for the prevention of Christian knowledge.

March 30, 2007

it's time for the 2006 homeschool blog awards

...and I just popped over to the awards site and nominated a bunch of my lovely chums' lovely blogs for awards in the various categories.


hint hint. (hehe.)


Nominations end April 6th, and voting begins April 9th. Fun stuff!

March 28, 2007

Bible Pop Quiz #2

q. shenaynay

And now, it's time for another installment of Guess That Book. Who can guess, without looking it up, which book of the King James Bible contains the following words?

advertise
booty
suburb
beeves


(yes, beeves.)

Here's your clue that it probably isn't Exodus.

Extra credit: Guess what a beeve is. Without looking it up.

Virtual milk & honey to all who guess correctly.

UPDATE 3/30: THE ANSWER IS POSTED IN THE COMMENTS!

March 26, 2007

natty vs. ratty

q. shenaynay

Herewith a quote from a zingy article entitled Furl the Freak Flag, Already by Lars Walker, from the March issue of The American Spectator:


Many are the duties a responsible culture (if there were one around) would lay upon us, its elders. We'd be expected to keep the fires of reason and tradition burning in the home and the public square. We'd be expected to act as a damper on the political and social passions of our youngers, counseling against complacent pacifism on the one hand and obnoxious aggression on the other. We'd be expected to provide a little free babysitting for the grandchildren when the kids needed a weekend in Tahoe or St. Thomas.

But no duty of elders, it seems to me, is more vital to the common weal on a day-to-day basis than that of simply dressing decently. An old man in a neat suit (preferably with a hat. Extra points for a cane) is a walking civic improvement. By contrast, an old coot* in baggy shorts and a Budweiser tee-shirt is a sight from which small children should be shielded. By force of law if necessary.



Quite so, Mr. Walker!


*Small word change because I don't have particularly warm feelings for the word Walker used here, which, even though it may not necessarily seem a bad word in such a coarse, non-genteel age as ours, I must nevertheless warn you that if you use it in front of my 94 year old Southern lady grandmother or my impressionable and parrotish seven year old son, then yes, it is in fact a bad word, because I said so, and I would prefer you used a word such as "coot" if it's all the same to you. So, apologies to Mr. Walker, but hey, it's my blog, and at least I'm confessing my tendency toward revisionistic editorial aggression right up front.


Oh, and you can read the full article here.

March 25, 2007

how to handle peer pressure

And Balak's anger was kindled against Balaam, and he smote his hands together: and Balak said unto Balaam, I called thee to curse mine enemies, and, behold, thou hast altogether blessed them these three times. Therefore now flee thou to thy place: I thought to promote thee unto great honour; but, lo, the Lord hath kept thee back from honour.

And Balaam said unto Balak, Spake I not also to thy messengers which thou sentest unto me, saying, If Balak would give me his house full of silver and gold, I cannot go beyond the commandment of the Lord, to do either good or bad of mine own mind; but what the Lord saith, that will I speak?

~ Numbers 24:10-13

March 21, 2007

If you've ever told a child how smart he is...

... PLEASE go read this article. Even if you don't have any kids, Please Read This Article. If you ever were a child, vaguely know a child, or anticipate ever having five seconds of influence over a child... right... please go read this article. The whole thing. Slowly.

If it doesn't afford you at least two or three light-bulb moments of fairly noteworthy wattage, we give you permission to pass GO, collect your $200, and go have a glass of tea on the porch.


How Not to Talk to Your Kids; The Inverse Power of Praise
by Pro Bronson
New York Magazine



Take a few days to read it if you have to. Print it out. Get a highlighter.

Oh, man. This has been one of my hot-buttons for decades, and I am SO glad to see someone actually doing studies to refute all the ungodly self-esteem garbage that has completely infected our culture.

In a world run amok with super-inflated egomaniacs, it's high time somebody started passing out some hat pins. Hat pins backed by research, even better! Yessss.


If you wish to share this article, you will find that the link is too humongous to cut and paste. So some dear soul created a truncated link, here:

http://tinyurl.com/yo73qb



Wow, that was a good article. Think I'll go read it again. Discussion, anyone?

March 19, 2007

March 14, 2007

Introducing SuperKate

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My cousin Andrea has two daughters, the younger of whom is a gorgeous 8 year old dynamo we refer to as SuperKate. Our clan has ample cause to suspect that when God breathed the breath of life into SuperKate, He breathed a little harder than normal.

When SuperKate flashes through a room, you get the distinct feeling that the air changed colors for a split second, or maybe it was just the lightbulbs flaring in response to some cosmic electrical surge.

SuperKate is a walking! talking! exclamation point! And everything she says is in bold italics!!!

Poor Andrea had such a calm and organized personality before motherhood. But now, as Mommy of SuperKate, she spends her days essentially trying to stay one step ahead of a Force of Nature.


Andrea: Kate, for the last time, you WILL clean up this mess, or I will clean it up and box it up!

SuperKate: Hey!!! Where is Fun Peppy Mommy?!?!

Andrea: She is somewhere having fun with obedient Kate!

March 11, 2007

what the world needs now is...

...more females breezing about in pink dresses.

and sandals.
pink toenails, too.
yeah.

don't you think so?




swishy pink skirts might work wonders for the cosmos as well... one never knows.




(vintage patterns from 1950... why don't they make luscious stuff like this anymore?)

so tell us... don't you think these specimens are far more fetching than the stuff you see in stores now?

March 10, 2007

March 7, 2007

it was twenty years ago today...


Where does the time go?

Happy Anniversary, Great Scot, my beloved. You're a prince among men, and surely the most patient man on the face of the earth.

(Our favorite thing about this picture is that it wasn't posed. The photographer just happened to look up and see us standing there all by ourselves, just sort of taking a moment to try to absorb it all, after almost everyone else had gone on to the reception.)

March 2, 2007

MARCH!!!

Hallelujah!

Bring on the Texas wildflowers! I saw the first ones today -- big patches of yellow and purple along the turnpike. Oh happy happy.

February is over! YESSSSSSS.

I'm already thinking ahead to the first picnic of the season. I am past ready for that day when I get to go snooze in the sunshine on an old soft quilt at the botanical gardens with a tummy full of.... hmmm. So many options. What would you pack in your basket?

March 1, 2007

HAPPY MARCH!!!!!!

everybody get out your sandals and your mosquito spray!

(woot!)