If real life weren't getting in my way, I'd have a lot to tell you about everything that's been going on. Lately my calendar has started to look like a doily or something, with little holes all around it letting in the light. I like to be busy, but I have to have time to stop & think, as well. About what? you ask---life, the universe, and everything else, I guess. What to put on my schedule next, maybe, or who I need to fish out of my address book. I have always been That Person: the one who keeps up with everyone when no one else does. I have never been regular about it, or very good at it; it's just that my friends are worse at it, for the most part. But if there's someone in the crowd that you haven't talked to in 3 years, chances are I have (it might have been 18 months ago, though). I hate to let go of people I've known forever. It's worse than giving anything else up. Ironically, however, I hold a grudge worse than anyone I know. Go figure.
So, this week for me is yet another crazy one. I have plans for Mon. (dinner w/family)---Tues. (cookout; more on that later)---Weds. (a new dance lesson; we'll see how that goes)---and Thurs., of course, is the 1st of 2 Memphis Blogger Bashes. Maybe people will start to spell my name right afterward. I'm the blog nazi, after all, and I insist on proper grammar, capitalization, and punctuation (or else [what, I'm not sure]).
7 comments:
Don't feel bad — everyone likes to add an 'A' to my name where there's not one.
The way I figure it, at least they're getting the pronunciation right.
— Lindsey with an E
Forgive me, oh Great Mistress of the Local Blogosphere.
And as for your repeated questions about anonymous comments. Since they're anonymous even if I make them registered, I've never bothered. Even anyone got libelous I might.
I not even. Sheesh. Effing typo demons.
No if not I. Fine. I give up. Anything else misspekalled STAYS! And to think, I'm an English teacher. Sigh...
You have me cracking up, David!
I just love the New Spelling (remember the New Math?).
Seriously though, you're giving up teaching, right?
You're lucky. I got an email earlier tonight that actually managed to misspell my name so badly that she didn't get a single letter right.
She called me "Asshole".
My Mom really needs to spellcheck.
Why, Serrabee? Are you insinuating I should? :-P I finished up teaching May 31, so I can start law school (one week to go.) I'm still coaching though. *Resists the urge to point out that his wreslters making the All-American team is totally because of great coaching.:-)*
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