As usual, a lot of things have been happening in the two weeks since the last The Newsletter. And a lot of things come to mind. Things like eye infections, quiet spaces, and noise abatement. In the meantime I’ve passed my deadline – again! – and when that happens, I get really cheeky. For those of you who still aren’t clear on what “cheeky” means in the U.S., think anything from bold and brash, to downright snarky. It can also have an endearing or humorous quality to it, so, yeah. I get it. It’s a British thing. But I like British humor (Should I write humour?) so I’m going with it. Enjoy.
As I typed this, Grammarly has once again exposed her ignorance. I say “her” because if you mispronounce Gramma, it comes out Grammar, and that’s just wrong on several levels.
I’m always careful to write out the long “him or her,” “his or hers,” and “she or he” options when including both genders. God created two genders: male and female; male and female, He created them. (Loosely from Genesis 5:2). He created them in His own image. And He blessed them. If there are other genders flying around, they are either in need of a very good repair shop, or they have been messed with by someone other than God. Me? If I were to have any confusion about whether I am a he or a she, I would be headed straight for the repair shop! Or shops!
Grammarly is working my last nerve. She thinks I’m too cheeky. Sorry, hon. This gramma is older than you, dear! Age before beauty!
As I type, I am eating some very delicious potato chips. Yes, I know I will need to clean the keyboard when I’m done. But why, when I’m typing, do I draw my chippy hand past the two perfectly fine napkins on the desk and instead wipe my salty fingers on my jeans? It must be a rule.
So, today I finally got my website host to realize that I really meant it when I told them I wanted my email address to be my business address. It only took them a year to “get it.” Whoot!
A few minutes ago I got to Facetime with my daughter. She called me. Yay! Then I realized I was talking to my own face. Wait, that can’t be right. How do I get it to … I had never Facetimed on the computer before. Zoom, yes. But not Facetime. It’s different from the phone. Well, we eventually got things squared away. I hate the fact that I had to shorten the conversation. But The Newsletter must be written! I blamed the shortened conversation on “my boss.” (Grin)
OK, so where is the wisdom part of today’s random cheekiness? Well, here goes, in order:
- Sometimes we need to just lean into our gifts. If cheekiness is your gift, lean into it. Just make sure no cheeks get injured in the process.
- Grammarly has a lot to learn. Don’t rely on Grammarly when you need to type something. Use your own knowledge. If you didn’t learn how to write well when you were in school, Grammarly will let the world know.
- Ah, the gender confusion thing. Well, it turns out that the so-called repair shop might have to be a surgeon of some kind. Sadly, too many OB-Gyns thought they were being kind when they reassigned a child’s gender due to a sexual organ deformity at birth. On occasion this was done without the parents’ consent. Either way, instead of kindness, the damage they actually did has sadly cost a lot of pain and suffering. No wonder there’s gender confusion! So sometimes the repair shop will need to be a therapist or clinical psychologist. Some of these damaged people will need to go to both repair shops! We need to pray for these folks. That said, there are still only two genders: male and female. What other people have done to little babies is horrific. They have created a hot mess! And what still other people have done to make this a trending “thing” is nothing less than criminal! The wisdom here, cheeky or otherwise, is to realize that there is something terribly wrong, and it’s not coming from the people who are pushing back against the multiple-gender theory. We all need to be as kind as possible in this, though. (Why did that last sentence make me want to go find one of these agenda pushers and just smack ‘em a good one?)
- Technology, in particular AI, is definitely not yet ready for prime-time playing. For goodness sake, Grammarly tried to correct the Bible. Let’s all be careful out there, OK?
- It appears that wiping one’s greasy, salty fingers on one’s jeans is indeed a rule. I think, therefore, I will need to figure out how to rubber band the paper towels (napkins) to my pants leg for future munching. Necessity, is, after all, the mother of invention.
- Perseverance will out! Yes! If you keep after something long enough, it will happen! I now have the email confirmations to prove it. But I also printed out those emails should there be a technical problem. Always back up your work.
- Even when you get a delightful surprise that takes you away from your task at hand, it’s best to allow the interruption a few precious minutes but to also let those who are involved know that you’re on a deadline. Or you’re past your deadline. Of course, there’s another bit of wisdom here: Meet your deadlines so that when delightful surprises happen, you’re totally available.
One last random thought. The Newsletter is just a name I came up with on the spur of the moment. I had to type something in the distribution software during setup! But I’m thinking of changing it. Let me know your thoughts! Here’s where my brain is taking me:
- Cheeky Wisdom News
- The Two-Time Cheek
- SCW News
Now it’s your turn. I’ve posted this in The Newsletter category on the Blog page so you can reply with your own suggestions in the comments. Please remember that I have trained this site to recognize and block a whole litany of no-no words, so just don’t go there. That said, let me know your creative input and what you think of mine. OK? OK. Good.
