Sally Thomas

This caught my eye, not because it’s an example of egregiousness, nor again because it’s so particularly fine, but because I have one. Mine belonged to my grandmother. Her house was full of things which I was allowed to handle in ritual fashion: the decomposing china-and-kid doll . . . . Continue Reading »

I have just said yes to Father’s generous offer of an opportunity to teach the First Communion class, and I’m not a little tied up in knots. First of all, when Father asked me, I looked around to see whom else he might have been addressing: I haven’t been Catholic all that long, . . . . Continue Reading »

My friend Michael Linton just sent me this video clip of his lovely “Third Marian Carol,” and with the mercury climbing outside, and my little kids fighting over whose turn it is to hurl him- or herself headlong down the Slip’N’Slide, I thought I’d share it with all of . . . . Continue Reading »

Whoo. Let’s see what we’ve got going on tonight. Oh, oh, oh. Check it out. Easter’s over, baby, but you can beat the rush. I know about being forgiven, but won’t wearing a t-shirt that says so make people want to ask you what you did? In my town it would. “Whu’d . . . . Continue Reading »

In Search Of: 1. Some news that isn’t about Michael Jackson. I’m grateful, though, to The Anchoress for explaining the difference between an icon and an idol; I was going to write about the difference between an icon and a curiosity, with reference to Michael Jackson, but now I kind of . . . . Continue Reading »

You might want to save yourself from this and this.And then there’s this, categorized as “funny anti-religious,” because, you know, “anti-religious” is just so darn self-evidently funny that you don’t even have to try all that hard. GONG. Next, please. [Rating: . . . . Continue Reading »

Save these from the ironically tasteful (or tastefully ironic) entrance hall. Please. [Rating: 100/100] . . . . Continue Reading »

They have this.We have this.Discuss. Sorry, the ratings machine is jammed. But thanks to Thomas McCullough for pointing me to the yarmulkes. . . . . Continue Reading »

In this season of ordinations, I’m sure some of you out there are searching for gifts for the ordinands in your lives. Rather than giving a brand-spanking-new chalice, crucifix, statue or vestment, why not rescue some church good which has lost its original home? For example, save these . . . . Continue Reading »

We like observing saints’ feasts, maybe because we like feasting, period, and any excuse will do. I have in my time made rosary cakes for the Feast of the Holy Rosary and lavender butter for the Assumption, when herbs have traditionally been blessed; my friend Debbie, mother of Annie the . . . . Continue Reading »