Monday, April 30, 2012

Thinking of the word...

We acquire our vocabulary largely form our reading and our personal associates.  The words we use are an unmistakable indication of our thought habits, tastes, ideals, and interests in life.  In like manner, the habitual language of a people is a barometer of their intellectual, civil, moral, and spiritual ideals. - Kleiser  Fifteen Thousand Useful Phrases
I underlined this statement a few weeks ago. Saturday, as I sat through six hours of state required training,(I work at a private christian program?)- on Cultural and Diversity Training  for Early Childhood - culture, diversity, respect, abilities, gender, and families were topics du jour.  You can imagine leftist laden discussion that ensued.  Upon departing, I felt like a gak bucket had just dropped over my head and oozed on down.

I found myself mulling over these words and the use of them; and how, now, they are commonly divorced from God, our creator, in this "unfettered" society (free and easy ain't no compliment when the freedom digs one deeper into a muck hole of self-centeredness and irresponsibility). 

Ownership of garbage, by another name, still stinks...especially if it is in your home - and yet it is considered rude to say, "Excuse me, but those words come with a particular aroma, maybe it's worth discussion."

Maybe the word that best describes this post for me... rant or is it rancid.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

A Family Picnic on a Midsummer's Night

Last weekend we had the joy of watching our daughter play Thisbe in Aquainas College's  picnic rendition of "The Most Lamentable Comedy of Pyramus and Thisby: A Midsummer Night's Dream"

 Evening Highlights:

She's our stoic - Can you believe it?

The play was very fun and relaxed, we, the audience, were camped out on blankets, with picnics and all the kidlets buzzing about dressed as faeries (they were invited at the end of the evening to sing "the fairy's lullaby" and got a star wand. Oh my!) It song worked; by the time we arrived home our little boy was crashed out.

Most of the Mechanic players were in K's group of friends - so it was fun to watch! Whoops! We didn't get pix of the wedding party that is worth sharing.

C. and I getting ready to watch
Aunt K. in the play.

Robin Starveling and Flute  joking around.

So, where is the hole in the wall?

Enjoying the theatrewith Uncle.

Thisby dies with gusto!