So there is this guy from work who has given me the nickname "February." Because, just about every day in the big F month I had to pause when writing a date down on something to ask him how to spell it. What with spell checker and all, who can really blame me? It's like I have a mental block on the word and it is almost painful to spell it. I really just want to spell it this way: Febuary. Seriously. What is wrong with that? My way is sooo much better.
As it so happened my daughter ended up being born in this very same, difficult to spell, month. I remember sitting in the hospital bed filling out her birth certificate and asking my husband how to spell it. When I came back to work after maternity leave and told my friend the story he rolled and muttered: maybe now you'll spell it right.
Nope. Wouldn't count on it. There is this beautiful thing called typing and spell checker. If only I could implant it in my brain.