As we fly 30,000 feet above ground, my husband and I occupy ourselves with a shared crossword puzzle and a can of Ginger Ale. We have no itinerary planned for our trip in New York, but I think I prefer it that way. I need a little more spontaneity in my life.
After speaking with many people, I've heard what we "have to do" and received suggestions on affordable dining. I am excited to get there and plan on blogging each day, like a digital travel journal.
I know I haven't been the most dedicated blogger lately. Things always seem to pop up or I'm just really tired. So here's to New York!
More to to follow. : )
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Editing Gone Mad
One of the first things that I like to do when I receive an e-mail or flyer to print at work is to skim through it for errors. I do not claim to be a grammatical or editing genius, but I can spot an extra space in a sentence from a mile away. (Who taught those kids to hit the space bar twice after a period?!)
Five things that drive me crazy:
1) The misuse of the words there, their and they're.
2) Any misspelled word. With spell-check in word processing programs and even included during e-mail composition, this leaves no excuse for misspellings! Especially with Google. (Did you mean definitely?)
3) Too much "fluff". Get. To. The. Point.
4) The unnecessary comma before "and" when listing items/things in a sentence. (ex.: "We ate corn, green beans, and mashed potatoes for dinner.")
5) People who misuse a word in a sentence, thinking it means something it does not. Once again, Google. Please.
I make mistakes when I am writing, but even I like to dissect it afterwards to ensure that I don't sound like a complete idiot. Sometimes I even use a pen on a posted memo to put in the apostrophe that's missing, or a capital letter when need be.
I miss editing. So if I correct your writing, please don't take offense. I am only trying to put my expensive journalism degree to use.
Five things that drive me crazy:
1) The misuse of the words there, their and they're.
2) Any misspelled word. With spell-check in word processing programs and even included during e-mail composition, this leaves no excuse for misspellings! Especially with Google. (Did you mean definitely?)
3) Too much "fluff". Get. To. The. Point.
4) The unnecessary comma before "and" when listing items/things in a sentence. (ex.: "We ate corn, green beans, and mashed potatoes for dinner.")
5) People who misuse a word in a sentence, thinking it means something it does not. Once again, Google. Please.
I make mistakes when I am writing, but even I like to dissect it afterwards to ensure that I don't sound like a complete idiot. Sometimes I even use a pen on a posted memo to put in the apostrophe that's missing, or a capital letter when need be.
I miss editing. So if I correct your writing, please don't take offense. I am only trying to put my expensive journalism degree to use.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
New York City, are you ready?
It's been a while since I posted last. In a little over two weeks, I will be visiting a city I've always wanted to see: New York City!
During my freshman year of high school, I had it all worked out. I was going to be a clinical psychologist with an office in NYC. I am not sure where I came up with that idea, and I know I wouldn't be good with patient therapy since it involves more listening than me talking. And we all know I love to talk.
That career choice soon left my mind (too much school involved), and I fleetingly chose interior design as my next career path. I was, after all, subscribed to Veranda! How chic: a designer in NY!
Then, somehow, that dream faded, too. Now I will get to see how the city really is, through the eyes of a twenty-three year old. I may love it or hate it, but I secretly hope I don't fall too in love with it. It would be an impossible dream to live there, just as it was nine years ago, as I pined over a magazine spread (with stunning photos of living rooms!) sitting in my freshman math class.
The latest dream of mine is taking an elevator up to any magazine office in NY and asking for a tour. But that might be creepy, right? Ah, it's New York City! I'm sure I'm not the first crazy person to attempt it.
During my freshman year of high school, I had it all worked out. I was going to be a clinical psychologist with an office in NYC. I am not sure where I came up with that idea, and I know I wouldn't be good with patient therapy since it involves more listening than me talking. And we all know I love to talk.
That career choice soon left my mind (too much school involved), and I fleetingly chose interior design as my next career path. I was, after all, subscribed to Veranda! How chic: a designer in NY!
Then, somehow, that dream faded, too. Now I will get to see how the city really is, through the eyes of a twenty-three year old. I may love it or hate it, but I secretly hope I don't fall too in love with it. It would be an impossible dream to live there, just as it was nine years ago, as I pined over a magazine spread (with stunning photos of living rooms!) sitting in my freshman math class.
The latest dream of mine is taking an elevator up to any magazine office in NY and asking for a tour. But that might be creepy, right? Ah, it's New York City! I'm sure I'm not the first crazy person to attempt it.
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