I do not think it means what you think it means.

Have you ever seen The Princess Bride? If not, stop reading, go and rent or stream it immediately, and then come back. I’ll wait… no, really, go ahead. (it’s not really critical to my story, but it’s a great movie, and a shame that you haven’t seen it)

Ok, got it? Now we can continue…

Ever wonder if you’re completely off base? Like, using a word entirely wrong, but never corrected, you continue the erroneous use. The thing is, you’ll never know if you’re using a word incorrectly. Most people won’t correct you. And it’s not like you look up the meaning of every word you say throughout the day. Words just slip in every so often, and a voice at the back of my head says, I wonder if I’m using this wrong. I could have a number of words that are a part of my every day dialect that are just completely wrong.

The nice thing about writing is you have time to second guess yourself, and resources to verify if you’re correct. I have, many times, hopped over to google and typed in a word in question, sometimes validating the use, sometimes not. I like the edited version of my thoughts. It makes me feel smarter than normal. The reality, is, of course, that I’m heavily aided by the technology readily available at my fingertips.

The headaches continue. They suck. No fun at all. I’ve switched off the offending medicine in hopes they will subside quickly, but in the meantime, I’m suffering through them. The worst part is how much they interfere with sleep. I wonder if they’d be better if I could just sleep. But it’s a chicken/egg kind of question that just can’t be answered.

Short one today. Getting ready to ring in the new year! G’night.


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Mom to "C", wife to Ben. I'm a part-time blogger, cook, organizer, seamstress, house cleaner, taxi, nurse (the mom kind), accountant... I could go on, but really... it's all in the blog. Read away!

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