Bert and Ernie have been chopped. They have been very brave and seem to be recovering already.
Made a crimbo dec at TFF. This is quite an achievement as usually hate xmas.
Saw this poem and had to share it!! Now a bit worried that my spell check doesnt make much difference.
Bed soon.
The Spell Chequer.
Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a quay and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
It's rare lea ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
It's letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
Martha Snow
3 comments:
Hey Laura...Love the poem...
That's about the limit of my spelling....! I'd be lost without a spell chequer.....! :0).
Pleased to hear that Bert and Ernie are o.k.
You'll find things will be a lot better now....!
Take Care.....! :).
Hullo Laura,
Thanks for sropping by and leaving a comment at mine. Seeing your a cat lady and I have a bossy cat around here's another you might like.
http://crivensjingsandhelpmaboab.blogspot.com/2010/06/whiskers-at-dawn.html
Hope you like it!
Thanks Alistair, great blog.
I am terrible at keeping up to date with comments and my blog roll. Hope u and bossy kitty had a merry xmas.
Lau
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