Friends don’t let friends use words incorrectly. Just ask Studly. For the first 20 years of our marriage I was the unofficial grammar hammer in our home. Studly’s approach to academics in general, and English in particular, was much more on the laid back end of the spectrum; whereas, my approach tended toward the rigid. One might say anal. One might say unforgiving.
My children would not use bad grammar. My children would never resort to using double negatives. My children would never, ever use the word “ain’t.” I’m fairly certain I was successful in their training, since they both maintain that grammatical rigidity with their own children.
What I didn’t foresee was that Studly would glean grammar nuggets from me, as well. Yes, I’ve provided ever so polite constructive criticism of his English usage over the years, but I really didn’t think those lessons would become so rooted that one day he’d have the gall to challenge mygrammar. I don’t know whether to be proud or pissed. And, yes, I could have used a better word than pissed, but I wanted the alliteration. So there.
Peace, People.
Praying for Eyebrowz 