One of the women I work with has a really good relationship with her husband (whom I also get along with fine), but recently I learned just how devoted she is to him.
She is dyslexic, and he happens to have one of those double-digit-lettered Polish last names. And now, so does she.
There’s an old joke about the difference between “involved” and “committed.” In a ham and eggs breakfast, the chicken was involved, but the pig was committed.
This woman is committed.
You know what’s weird? Read your headline with a thick Scottish brogue…it’s not misspelled. 🙂
She is dyslexic, and he happens to have one of those double-digit-lettered Polish last names. And now, so does she.
No worries — I’m sure it’s spelled just like it sounds.
The consonancy of their love will be proved by the vowels they have made to each other.
I always thought that you worked (or resided) in an asylum. Now we have the evidence.
“The consonancy of their love will be proved by the vowels they have made to each other.”
*groans*