I was out and about yesterday, completing a list of errands, when I got a frantic text from a faithful reader of my blog.
"Hurry! Fix the typo on your blog! I'm in a panic on your behalf!"
And yet, there I was, out and about, exposed and vulnerable, unable to save my reputation. I called her, gave her my passwords, and invited her to clean my slate. Please: Add an o in enough. It's just not okay to send that word out into the world without all its necessary vowels.
This whole episode was the writer's version of not letting me walk around with toilet paper stuck to my shoe.
"I've got your back, sister."