Wednesday afternoon I think I accidentally used regular instead of decaf. Someone maybe should consider “reading the label” as a useful habit, hmmn. So about midnight I got out of bed, roamed around a little, and landed on what I was sure would be the perfect cure:
It didn’t work. I read the WHOLE THING. And learned how to diagram, I might add. Nicely done book, highly recommended.
Then I skimmed the New Missal Latin book, also pulled from our box of Kolbe-ware, and then I was able to go to sleep. Sneaky coffee, causing me to be educated.
But here’s the worst part. So the next afternoon, I was writing up my little entry for the campground blog, and you’ll never believe what happened me: I felt compelled to put both a subject and a verb into every sentence.
You can see it has worn off now. But wow, for a while it was close. Careful what you read. It could mess with your grammar.
Funny grammar story: Once I refused to sign a petition, because it did not contain complete sentences. I couldn’t figure out what it was we were demanding. I inquired, but my fellow activist was strangely silent. I think he decided he didn’t need a rabble-rouser on his team after all.