Yesterday morning, I typed a blog post that describing my frisbee-playing son "tying a banana around his long hair." Within an hour of writing that line, I got a teasing comment from a blogger who lives in European Country Where People Speak English: "Having just spent a happy hour chatting madly on messenger, fingers flying too fast to worry about typos, I was delighted to see that Boy in Black ties a banana around his head! Would love to see that." She followed up with a smile face.
I laughed aloud when I read the comment. How funny that I can be writing on my laptop in my own living room on a lazy Sunday morning, make a typo, and have a friend on the other side of the ocean point it out to me almost immediately. I corrected the typo, of course, lest my readers think my household is even crazier than it is. For the record, we do not wear fruit in our hair.
The next time I sat down at my computer, an email chimed in from my daughter, who must have been reading my blog in her flat in the European City With Red Double-Decker Buses.
This is why you need me home to edit your blog. A banana, c'mon now.