Saturday, July 12, 2008

Ode To The House Sergeant Major
Yes Kit, there really is a Mrs. Caveman

Many, many years ago.

You Can Take The Girl Out Of The Country. And I don't think that Archbishop Sheen would have announced his show that way, either.

When Retarded Becomes The Punch Line. Mrs. Caveman has heard enough.

Southern Fried Catholicism. The Manassas version of ecumenical dialaouge.

Southern Fried Catholicism, Part II. Sometimes a look and a wave of the hand is all it takes.

The Wisdom Of Mrs. Caveman. It has it's own weather?

The Latin-Southern Dictionary. Even though Mrs. Caveman isn't explicitly mentioned here, she was instrumental in assisting me with the translations.

It's Official, God's A Southerner. And Mrs. Caveman knew that all along.

Mrs. Caveman Wants This Bumper Sticker. Should I buy it?

How To Deal With Telemarketers. And how the Mrs. deals with 'em.

Happy Mother's Day. To my little 2d Class Relic.

Sure Fire Way To Win An Argument. Guys.... she's right!

Pearls Of Wisdom From Mrs. Caveman. Converts say the smartest things.


Blogger Kit Brookside said...

Oh, thanks for that, Cavey! She's beautiful! Just got done reading and wiping the coffee off the laptop...LO-Friggin'-L!!!

Not sure if the pies in October or the musings on her parole are my favorite, I just know she ROCKS! (As one might expect, of course!)


10:25 AM  
Blogger Joe of St. Thérèse said...

Mrs. Cavey seems to be wonderful!

1:48 AM  
Blogger Hail3N1 said...

Cavey, Southern hospitality can't be beat. When I lived in the south, a handshake was a handshake. Their word was their word. Simple and earthy...the way I like it. The only thing...we need to convert em all to the truth.

8:04 AM  
Blogger JACK said...

At my base, the position of "House Sergeant Major" is referred to as CINCLANTHOME. I suspect the protocols are the same!

4:44 PM  

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