Friday, July 27, 2007

For My Sister

Inspired by the last line in my sister's last post, I present the Family Crest.

(See, Danna. I told you I could whip one up pretty quickly. Did I capture it?)

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10 Comments:

Blogger Halpin's London Blog said...

I am impressed with your speed. I might need a bit of help with the interpretation. There is some irony in Palumbo meaning dove, not because we are aggressive (aggression, after all, can be physically taxing) but because we are not peaceful. Two doves arguing incessantly might capture our essence better, or a whole nest talking at the same time. I certainly relate to the sloth, and a cute one, at that, which is definitely correct. What about the atomic symbol? Something about meltdowns? And, the Latin motto is just right.

6:45 AM  
Blogger LisaPal said...

Well, I'm glad you like it. I could have made it more elaborate but that would have been too much work.

Now, dear sister, I agree that we are not an aggressive lot, but Mom and I disagree with your assertion that we are not peaceful. You may argue that our disagreement is a delightfully ironic demonstration of your assertion that Palumbos argue incessantly. Mike and Catherine argued incessantly, but I think it ended there. Passionate discussions, purposeful debates? Absolutely —but not incessantly. (At least not in my experience.) And the whole nest talking at the same time? I think that only happens when we have all the baby birds around.

Did you notice that the cute little sloth is resting on its laurels? It's also wearing a crown, waiting for one of the females to serve it.

The atomic symbol sits above the cute sloth and represents the Palumbo intellect and love of learning, and along with them, the potential for greatness that is inherent in these when the sloth gene, (clearly carried on the Y chromosome), isn't fully expressed. I thought it was a particularly appropriate symbol to honor of your #1, soon-to-be Physics/Neuroscience PhD son.

I would have included more symbolic embellishments to the crest, but finding them was too hard.

Parco taedium laboris!

(And sometimes, Pork-o taedium laboris, too.)

12:38 PM  
Blogger Brandy said...

Hey Lisa. Sorry I've been MIA. I've come down with a chest cold, so gutting is the last thing i need.

i'll come back, though. soon.

8:07 PM  
Blogger Oliver said...

Est is motto an Italian fervens babe res?

9:45 AM  
Blogger LisaPal said...

Hmmm... Oliver, according to my *sources*, your Latin translates to "Is this motto or Italian glowing babe occurrence?"

Uh... well... oh, I guess Italian glowing babe occurrence resonates.

11:10 AM  
Blogger dillyberto said...

thank you

it is good to meet you and your overwhelmingly polite child!

4:48 PM  
Blogger dillyberto said...

Your crest is the most beautiful I have ever seen.

It captures the ideals of the richness that family provides each of us.

6:51 PM  
Blogger LisaPal said...

Dillyberto, It was truly pleasure to meet as well. Thanks for the compliment on the crest. I wish I could attribute my absence from blogging to a persuit of the family motto, but the girls in the family are the unfortunate victims of a dominant gene that stymies our ability to live up to it. And there's been no shortage of tedious labor on my end these days.

Thank you for your excellent coverage of our boys in Black and Gold.

Go Saints!

2:35 PM  
Anonymous Bourgeois Nievete said...

Hi LisaPal, we met briefly at the Rising Tide Buffa's party. I love your blog, and the Family Crest. Res Ipsa Loquitur!
If you enjoy my blog would you please place it over there in your list?
I would feel most honored and grateful.
love & t'anks,
http://bourgeoisnievete.blogspot.com/

4:01 PM  
Blogger Varg said...

Lisa,

yes it was us. i always can tell when we are rerun because friends from high school track me down and call me.

Lance

10:23 AM  

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