What you should know: I'm a new mom. I get a lot of really bad advice from my passive aggressive, never confrontational mother. We're not sure if she's blond+senile, blond+schitzo, blond+bipolar, or what combination of these scenarios, but the things she says/does just boogle my husband and I. After many requests from friends, I've decided to document my insanity.
Mothers are all slightly insane. -- J D Salinger

Saturday, April 2, 2011

a simple wtf

Let's start this post off first by saying, no, I do not claim to be a perfect writer. I often make mistakes and believe in heavy and constant editing of almost anything I write. It is often hard for me to blog because I want to spend a day or three editing and polishing something that, after three days, has lost any wow factor and ends up being deleted. Writing isn't spontaneous for me, but that is something I'm trying to improve.

Anyway, in chatting with my mom the other day using Skype's instant messenger, one of my grammatical pet-peeves slapped me really hard.

...your/you're...   Most people just switch them around, forgetting which is a possessive and which is a contraction. But this just threw me for a loop and made me ask wtf?

her -- Friend's mom just picked up clothes.  Can't remember her name????
me -- me either!!
her -- SoandSo - Friend emailed me but I got it after asking you.
me -- heh.  thanks for letting me know.
her -- your're welcome
          it was good to see SoandSo again
me -- you probably haven't seen her since i was in high school ... i know i haven't
her -- your're right

"your're" ...  I can't say that I've seen that particular misuse of the word pair before and it I found myself staring at it on the screen, almost in awe of the sheer awfulness of the poor mangled word.
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