Monday, November 11, 2013

The Queen's Corgis, The Frustrations Of Trying To Blog Using Just An iPhone (Hint: It's Mainly That Darn Auto-Correct), And That Old (But True) Expression "Confession Is Good For The Soul"

Initially I figured I could take my time picking out a new computer and use my phone for writing and reading and commenting in the wonderful world of Blogs.  (Didn't some clever writer already dub this "The Blogosphere"?)  But as annoying and time consuming as the tiny keyboard is, the deal-breaker is Auto-Correct.  Somehow or other, when I tried to comment on how "incredible" a talented sewing blogger looked in her latest creation, on little slip of the finger on one of those tiny keys and suddenly I've called her "edible" - EEK!  Of course I'm the reason Auto-Correct "thought" to use that word - when John is out of town I expect him to text me with pictures of most of his meals and I send lots of food related email, (recipes, restaurants, nutrition, and such), so "edible" usually is the word I want.   The smart thing to do is wait until I get my new computer this week before I attempt anything blogwise.
I'm sure old Auto-C didn't mean to make me seem so odd, not that I need any technologically help in that regard.  Yes, I did it by myself yesterday.  And until I confess all on the blog, it will keep bothering me, although I an totally innocent in this misunderstanding.  It all started with getting my son's dogs groomed, an all day procedure which deserved the ultimate reward you can give a dog in Southern California  - Sunday Brunch sitting under the table with their own bowl of delicious Chicken and Rice at The Lazy Dog Cafe.  And the people food is scrumptious too!  As we waited in the sun for our table on the patio, they played with the other small dogs waiting too.  I was bending down petting the most perfectly mannered and groomed Corgi, and trying unsuccessfully to remember the exact name of the different types and which one this might be, so I gave up and just asked, "Is this one of the Queen's Corgis?"  When trying later to describe the look on the owner's face, the term "dumbfounded" was what both my son and I came up with.  I clarified with, "You know they are Queen Elizabeth's favorite dogs?  Queen Elizabeth, Queen of England?"  At that moment his partner showed up and he started laughing and finally answered, "Yes, and Yes!"  How embarrassing!  I didn't even remember that term could be applied to gay men!

6 comments:

  1. That is such a sweet and funny story about Queens and corgis, Beryl. I don't think I could blog with my iPhone either, and the auto correct drives me nuts too. Hope you are online again Real Soon!

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    1. Hi Patricia - As much as I dislike Auto-Correct, when I type on anything without it, I expect the periods and apostrophes to be automatically added.

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  2. Oh, you are brave to post from your phone! I am always frustrated with auto-correct and you should read some of the emails I've sent. Ugh! You are too funny with your corgi story. So there really is a cafe for dogs in Southern California?

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    1. Hi Sanda - There is a chain of cafes called Lazy Dog where you can bring your dogs and eat with them on the patio. If you don't bring your dog, you can eat indoors and the food is wonderful. Even though I feel guilty eating there and leaving my son's dogs at home, sometimes I just can't resist their grilled cheese sandwiches - the best I've ever had, including my own.

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  3. Hilarious story. I'd say 'only in California', but as there are 'doggie-friendly' pubs here in Britain I wouldn't be at all surprised to find a dog cafe; except that eating outdoors - between the rain and the smokers - isn't all that pleasant here. Can't imagine doing anything with a phone but ringing someone; I barely cope with texting. Look forward to your new computer and more blogging.

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    1. Doggie-friendly pubs? How cool! If I didn't have children I would never have texted anyone, so I know how you feel about it.

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