I have a deep, dark secret guys. (I’ve started other posts this way, so in truth, I must have several deep dark secrets. Ooo. Mysterious me.)
That’s the stark naked truth.
Sometimes I won’t even type things because I’m not sure how exactly they are spelled, and I’m too lazy to open another tab and command Google, “Spell: Whatever”.
So rather than use the word that was on the tip of my tongue (tounge?), I will backtrack and use an alternative word or phrase instead. (as in: the first word that popped into my mind).
Normally, spell-check saves my skin in the main body of my posts, but the recipe plug-in, as far as I can see, does not offer such service.
So sometimes, I slop together words in poorly spelled fashion.
Growing up, I used to spell the same word several different ways within one assignment so that I could hedge my bets. I’d get at least one right, for sure.
Like: attach. atach. attatch. atatch.
Look at them long enough, and pretty soon you might be confused too.
I remember this one though: it’s attach. . .(It is, right?)
I spelled that one six different ways in a paper. Over and over again, hoping to that at least once I’d hit the jackpot.
As we all know, that would mean I got it wrong at least 5 times, but that was neither (niether?) here nor there for me. I just wanted to get it right once.
Another fatal writer’s flaw?
I write really freaking early in the morning.
Which means that frequently, I am just barely awake and functioning.
So things slip.
Like Farenheight. Fharenheit? Fahrenheit? Fahrenheight? (This is a case in which I decide to scrap the word and use: F)
And, last but not least, sometimes my mind moves faster than my fingers, and words turn into things they are not supposed to be, i.e. adn, becuase, hte, etc. . . .
I appologize. (apologize?)
If the occasional (occassional?) misspelled (miss-spelled?) word shows up wild and wonky and in your face and it bugs the heck out of you, I am sorry.
I don’t mean to be an in-your-face misspeller. (miss-speller?).
It’s a writer’s fatal flaw.
It’s the way God created me though. A bit of heavenly humor, I guess.
One who loves to write but is terrible at spelling?
Yes, that’s me.
And I’m so happy you are still here reading.
If you catch me slaughtering a word here and there, and spell check has not caught it, please let me know.
I am very happy to correct it as soon as it comes to my attention.
And just FYI. No spell-check was used in the writing of this particular post.
I am humbled before you.
(OK. So, I just ran spell check to see what I mangled on the first try. Apologize, “speller”- I guess there is no such real word – and, ironically: spell check. All the main points of this post. Ha! All I can do is laugh.)
And yes, of course, I had to get Zazzle in on it. Their Black Friday sale starts today. 50% off shirts and mugs, 20% off everything. Just use code BLKFRIDAY983.