Today I got home while the sun was still out. It was neat. Well, technically the sun wasn’t out, it was behind a lot of big puffy gray clouds. And it was hot today. Sprinkly and warm. Intriguing combination. It’s very typical down here.
Also typical down here is the spelling of ‘go’. Maybe I have covered this before but the fact of the matter is that here, go and any other word that has a hard “o” sound is spelled with a “eaux” in place of the o. For instance, “go” would be “geaux”.
Recently, while driving down Earhart Expressway, I saw a bumper stick that said “Preaux Life”. What an interesting combination– to attempt cleverosity (yes, I did just make up a word, thank you for noticing) while discussing a serious topic. I don’t necessarily know how I feel about it.
Then, whilst driving, I began thinking of spellings. Luckily, my name is Colleen, with the o being a soft o therefor not being subjected to a spelling change. However, my brother Joe is in trouble. According to the rule of the hard o, Joe’s name would be spelled Jeauxe. On second thought, once typed, it looks as absurd as the rule itself. Jeauxe. Always Joe.
While we’re on the topic of spelling, it should be noted that my last name has a capital M. Big L, little e, big M. When I first got here, lots of people didn’t realize that. My new office mate was courteous enough to help me out in my quest to right my name.
Thus, this was hung on our door until my real nameplate arrived.
Please note the end of my title. Cleverosity in action.
Seaux, in conclusion, I am still learning things about life in the boot and this is another one.
PS- That will also be the last time I purposefully misspell a word. I almost couldn’t do it. It pains me.
PPS- Since I’m home at a decent hour, I felt obligated to blog though I have nothing terribly exciting to report, as noted by the above rambling. On the flip side, I am home early enough to cook a real dinner. I like living life on the edge like that.