I know sometimes I have some errors in my posts.
Lately,
between the blog,
and the e-course,
and the working out,
the swim lessons,
the cleaning,
and cooking,
and laundry,
the family reunions,
the practices,
the games,
the meets,
oh,
and the 7 kids,
I’ve been even more rushed than usual.
Very often, I haven’t finished my post,
the kids all wake up,
Number 6 and 7 are here in the office,
doing a little demo work,
and I am scrambling to finish writing.
On those days,
I’ll read over my post a little while later,
see the errors,
and go back and fix them.
Sometimes I’m just so tired that even though I read things over,
I just don’t catch them.
Either way, it’s embarrassing to find those errors.
I posted this on the facebook page a while back:
It’s true.
I’m kind of a grammar snob.
I know my writing style doesn’t follow all the traditional rules, though, so I will cut people some slack depending on the grammatical “error.”
But I am a serious spelling snob.
When I see people misspelling words like
your and you’re,
or their and there and they’re,
or it’s and its,
or a lot — yes, it’s TWO words (thanks Mrs. Goldman, for drilling that one in),
or any other word I think everyone should know how to spell correctly,
well,
I automatically judge.
I probably shouldn’t.
But I do.
So anyway,
when I see I’ve misspelled something,
I’m really embarrassed.
Yesterday someone pointed out a spelling error to me.
Not a spelling error I made once.
Or twice.
I have been spelling one particular word incorrectly for over a year.
And it’s not a word I use rarely.
In fact,
if I had a dollar for every time I misspelled the word
triathlon,
well,
I’d have reached my fundraising goal for my race on Sunday.
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Yeah.
A couple days ago I posted this on my personal facebook page:
6 days till the NYC Triathalon!
Please help me reach my fundraising minimum by making a donation right now!!!
And then I got this comment from a college friend:
Psst. There is only 1 ‘a’ in triathlon.
I wanted to crawl under a rock.
Every time I’ve typed that word here on the blog as I write my post,
it’s been underlined with that squiggly red line.
You know,
the one indicating that it’s misspelled.
But when you say it,
it sounds like this:
tri-ath-a-lon.
Right?
It should have that second ‘a’ in it.
I always thought the computer just didn’t have the word stored in its dictionary.
Because clearly I’m smarter than the computer.
Or not.
Hmmm.
People may take me more seriously as someone with aspirations to become a personal trainer and competitive triathlete,
um,
if I could spell the fucking word triathlon correctly.
What an ass.
So yeah.
Now that this has been pointed out to me,
I am finding myself surrounded by the misspelled word.
It’s everywhere.
I don’t know what you’ll be doing in your spare time today,
but I’ll be doing some spell checking.
If you see any triath(a)lons that I missed,
feel free to point them out 😉
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deanna says
well I spelled it wrong too…… because when you say it out loud, you say tri-ath-a-lon…..it’s not an everyday word so it’s one of those “spell it the way it sounds” words to me.
Renae C. says
Haha! I’m kind of a grammar snob too! I try not to point out other peoples mistakes because, well, because I know I make them sometimes too! :/ And it’s embarrassing, just like you said!
Jill says
As long as you keep shaking your rump, it’s all good.
All I wanna do is zoom zoom zoom zoom and a boom boom…
susiej says
JUST SHAKE YOUR RUMP!
Lynn says
I’m with you! That’s a spell-as-it-sounds word, dangit! I do know what you mean though. Pressure to publish, tired, frustrated, ah-forget-it moment, hit publish. DOH… see typos. Correct, hit update, see more typos. DOH. Throw things, swear a little… maybe a lot. Rub eyes, have another glass of wine. It all gets blurry. Go to bed. Start all over again.
*sigh*