I have a wonderful mom for which I am very grateful that I’m her daughter.

“Mothers hold their children’s hands for just a little while and their hearts forever. ”

~ Irish Proverb ~

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My mother is not only VERY beautiful, but she is extremely talented in so many ways. But if the fact that she can’t spell worth a hill of beans has eluded you, let me tell you now that spelling just isn’t a big deal to her. Since Mom is now seventy years old, I can pretty much guarantee that correct spelling will never be a priority in her life. As crazy as it has driven me f.o.r.e.v.e.r., it has also brought us both a lot of laughs.

As I write this post with my mother’s permission to share the latest and greatest spelling blunder, I just want you all to know that she is not offended by my laughing at her misspellings. Honestly, her misuse of words or spelling bombs has been great fun and we have often laughed until our sides hurt. We all have something that we totally stink at – Mom’s is spelling and mine is being a klutz. It is what it is!

The misspellings that Mom makes are not just on any one thing. Mom’s spelling is like our current day cell phone AutoCorrect nightmare. No word is safe no matter when or where it is written.

  • emails
  • grocery lists
  • lunch notes on napkins
  • cards
  • tags on packages
  • address labels
  • letters
  • recipes
  • blog comments
  • text messages
  • Facebook messages

Ah, yes, Facebook messages.

Today Mom wrote a message on her Facebook wall to all her friends and family that said:

“Pray your day will be happy and safe. Take time to love some one today, and don’t for get yourself.”

So I smiled because “someone” and “forget” are both one word instead of two divided at the syllables. I knew her response would be something along the lines of, “So? You understood what I meant, didn’t you?” I was just going to let it go because although it was a mistake, it really wasn’t very funny.

Mom went on to write a little more on her Facebook wall:

“Take care of the body God gave you and keep it from blimpish or things that would hurt it.”


Definition of blimpish: pompously reactionary

Oh my goodness! Mom didn’t mean “blimpish.” She meant “blemish.”

Definition of blemish: to flaw the perfection of; spoil; tarnish

Suddenly I had a picture of the Good Year blimp in my head and I started laughing.

Think about it…

Mom told people to take care of their body to keep it from being pompously reactionary.

Or if we go with the Good Year blimp image that I couldn’t get out of my head, Mom didn’t want her family and friends to eat or drink anything that would make them look as big as a blimp.

I laughed and laughed and laughed.

Of course, I knew I had to tell Mom what she had done and I wrote her a little note and called her too.

I let her know that for the record, most of what I eat keeps me from being blimpish except for the ice cream that I’m unable to resist. 😉

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