The Feast of All Saints

This particular phrase has special meaning in New Orleans, especially lately, and most especially after these past few games. Boo-ya for them! They didn't win this most recent Sunday against Baltimore, but they've been doing very well overall. I'm all for raising spirits in that neck of the woods.

What it usually means is the holiday, of course. I love it the best because there are wonderfully creepy, spooky stories in its history that connect disparate cultures and eras. I was brought up in a (very) Catholic household, and I always did appreciate having this sort of thing to cull from that and keep.

A statue and image of Sexy St. Catherine of Sienna, after whom I was named: