Dang You, T9

I don't have a smart phone - still.  This means my phone texts are with the T9, or predictive text, option turned on.  If a set of numbers spells more than one word, my phone picks one unless I specify otherwise.  For instance, the words ME and OF use the same keys.  If I don't proofread, I might send a message saying something like, "Will you email of the notes from class today."  I've learned to proofread all my texts carefully.  I usually discover these fun little word swaps on accident, mostly by texting someone and them responding with a "HUH???"

Just a few examples:
ME/OF
IF/HE
EAT/FAT
HOME/GOOD/GONE
MOVIES/MOTHER
SPICY/PSHAW (pshaw?  Really, T9???)
ANOTHER/COOTIES (Yep, and somehow the default is 'cooties'.) 

Now, there is a fantastic hike in Georgia, one of my favorites, called Panther's Creek.  I told a friend about it and he was very interested in going.  We decided on a weekend and I went to text him the details of the hike.  I bet you didn't know this, and I obviously didn't, but the word 'panther' uses the same keys on my phone as 'panties'.  Oh yeah, you see where this is going.

Me: okay, hiking this weekend, panties creek
He: Panties Creek, huh.  Sounds like there will be hiking one way or another: either we hike it, or it hikes us...

Thank you, T9, for cooties embarrassing text.

A Tale of Last Year

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. 

I haven't blogged for over a year.  So much has happened.  Some were the best of things and some were the worst.  Something funny would happen followed by something sad and I never quite knew how to start this blog up again.

So, I just going to start.  No promises on how many times I will write and no telling if it will just be the funny side of life.  It will be, as the name suggests, my thoughts.  I've got a lotta catching up to do. 

~Charlotta