OK, chalk up another one to a "blond moment".  Even though blogger itself doesn't show a spell check on this toolbar (that I can see so far), the Google Toolbar does.  And it'll spell check any page, including this new post that I'm writing in.

Oh wow.  I feel so silly.  And enlightened.  And I'm so happy that I look enlightened, cause even when I can't spell "enlightened", google spell check can!

I'm going back through my previous posts that I didn't type in Windows Live writer, to see what I missed.  Betcha I missed a bunch.  Wow.  Google spell-check doesn't care about the word "betcha", but oh well.  At least some words I have confidence in.  Srsly.  (Haha...it doesn't like shortened text slang either.)


I don't know why I'm such a horrible speller.  Mom always blamed it on the fact that I was raised on the "look and see" method in school, without phonics.  She's probably right. 

I remember a day in high school where my high school English teacher took me aside one day after class.  Frowning, she waves a test paper under my nose saying, "Holly, your reading comprehension and writing skills are so good, we'd like to put you in honors English!" 

I look at her puzzled.  This sounds like good news.  Why does she look so upset?

I didn't have to wait long.

Leaning in close and lowering her voice to a fierce whisper, she hisses, "But your spelling and grammar are so atrocious that we'd like to put you in remedial English!  We don't know what to do with you!"

She puts the test paper down with a sigh and announces in defeat, "So we're leaving you alone.  You're just gonna stay right where you are."

Uh...thank you...I think?

Twenty something years later, I'm STILL dealing those same issues.  Some days, I think I just need to go back to school.  **sigh**  I heart you, spell check.