Sometimes we just need to stop and laugh at ourselves. It’s a healthy thing to do.

Sometimes we just need to stop and laugh at ourselves. It’s a healthy thing to do.
Even if you aren’t Catholic, you should get a chuckle out of this.
Are you a fisherman? A Bible student? Or neither. This is just a cute cartoon to begin our week on a much-needed lighter note.
I thought I’d wind down my Week of Positivity with another cartoon. Just for fun. (Thank you, Chris Basanese, for this chuckle.)
If you’re 60+ this will bring back memories. If you’re younger, it should give you a chuckle. If you’re a teenager, it will give you ammunition next time an adult tries to tell you that you should speak English, like they grew up doing. [Thanks to Linda Younts for sending me this, which I’ve slightly modified. She knows how much I love word-play.]
Lost Words From Our Childhood, words gone as fast as the buggy whip!
Then there are those expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology:
And how we’d describe people and actions:
Or all those expressions now replaced by “the ‘F’ word”:
We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap, and before we can say, “Well, I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!” or “This is a “fine kettle of fish!’” we discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed as omnipresent as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.
My comment: I wouldn’t mind going back to an era when we had a whole bunch of expressions rather than a few socially questionable ones that try to cover all situations–and fail.
This guy should get a regular job, because he’s NOT cut out for a life of crime! In Minnesota, a burglar entered a home and went about his business. When he spotted the family computer, he checked his Facebook page, calling up his profile. He got so busy admiring his picture that he forgot to log out before leaving with his loot–but forgetting a personal item or two.
Enter the police, who immediately grabbed the Facebook clue left for them. They shared his photo on Facebook and posted a message telling the guy that they had some stuff belonging to him and he could have it back if he contacted them. He texted the police and showed up to pick up his belongings.
He’s in jail, now, probably wondering what went wrong.
No, a lawbreaking-life is not for this guy! But he’s good for a chuckle at his expense.