Last week, I began composing a text message to my best friend to wish her a happy Thanksgiving. The predictive text feature on my phone has always been pretty useless. For instance: if I type the word “boo,” it suggests I might be trying to type “hop,” and if I type “finish,” my phone thinks I meant to type “Fijan.” But I have to say, my Thanksgiving text really takes the cake.
When I say “thanks,” my phone says “grammar.” I totally see the resemblance.
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Fear not, fellow grammar snobs: I have not been sucked into a black hole. The bittersweet explanation of my absence these past few weeks is simply that I have not seen any grammar errors floating about. This is good news for the fate of the English language, but bad news for a woman whose blog depends on poor language skills.
Last night as I was perusing the TV listings, I found this:
Annnnnnd we’re back!
You might be wondering, What does the Grammaniac even do when she doesn’t have any grammar to criticize? First, I finally self-published my Christmas children’s book. Believe it or not, I actually have a soft spot for children and fun, imaginative stories. I know: mind blown, right?