White Out!

I don't know who was clever enough to put this picture together, talk about a thousand words and a few long memories along with it. It made me laugh out loud as it brought back a time when we used the typewriter and had dozens of copies to change if we made a mistake. We thought white out was the best thing since ice cream and used it often. The computer is so much friendlier with its spell check and the ways and means to wipe out paragraphs if you want to. I find my fingers want to move faster than my brain and I have to back track a lot to take care of the words that I transpose, or add a letter that should not be there. I use the spell check before I sent anything off these days as I notice that there is something added or left out or looks like a word that does not exist. I admit there are some words that leave me in doubt so I use the spell check and when that cannot or will not help, then I have to resort to the dictionary. It is hard to find the spelling of a word when you have no idea how it starts. I'm learning a lot as I gaze over pages of words and it allows my brain to absorb words I never knew existed. I do use the grammar section on occasion but I seem to disagree with what it says or else I do not understand what it says so I go about talking with my fingers like I talk with my mouth. I am sure an editor would love to get their hands on my writing and 'fix' things up as they should be not that the user Jean spouts as the 'king's English' but that is what happens when you do not listen and learn when you start off in life. I thought I did listen and learn but then I finally decided I am not perfect, never was, never will be, so you will have to love me and hand me a bottle of white out.

So today, Sunday already, a stormy one here on the coast with winds suppose to go up to seventy miles an hour. Pat and I are going to go do our weekly shopping and get something good in this house, like a buttermilk donut, the kind that adds a smile of satisfaction to your face and at least an inch of fat to the most unlikely spot on your body. Get out there and find a bakery that sells some delicious forbidden 'fruits' and enjoy. You can be good starting tomorrow when you wend your way back to work and stay on your diet until at least Thursday before you fall off and enjoy the 'spoils' of our wondrous world. I'm off . . . but you already knew that . . . go with God, light a candle, say a prayer for me and one for yourself, it just cannot hurt, even a little bit. Hugs to all.