Grammar Snob

A couple of weeks ago i was telling a friend about how i'd been having one of THE most random weeks i'd had in a while. So random and twisty that i cannot even begin to share it all. I mentioned to her that someone had been text messaging me and didn't seem to know the difference between "you're" and "your" or "to" and "too" or "their" and "they're."  You know, basic things like that.  And that probably shouldn't bother me....but it does.  A little. 

Then she reminded me of the guy i went out with years ago that texted me to say what he was cooking for dinner.  Thanks for letting me know?  Anyway, he wrote that he was having steak, mashed potatoes, and apsarkis. Apsarkis? What the heck is that? So i texted just that.  He wrote back: "you know, the long, skinny, green vegetable." Ohhhh. ASPARAGUS.  (The vegetable that is spelled EXACTLY how is sounds.) I have a harder time with "broccoli."  Or is it "brocolli"?

I tried to get past this.  But i couldn't.  This was a college graduate.  How do you leave college and not know how to spell "asparagus"?  Or atleast something close to it?  So, obviously, this led to one of those conversations that goes something like "It's not you.....it's me" and we parted ways. (And no, the guy--who is now known in my inner circles as "Apsarkis"--didn't get the boot JUST because he didn't know how to spell a vegetable...though it didn't help his cause.)  

Then it occurs to me...am i asking for too much? Am i too picky? Well, i don't really think so.  Here's the thing: I think God designs us with certain needs and desires.  (It just so happens that i would like someone i'm in a relationship with to be inclined toward.....oh, i don't know....literacy?*)  

I'm not looking for perfect.  Trust me.  My desire is God's match for me.  Not my match.  Not what I think Mr. Right should be like.  Years ago, I, like most young women, began writing a list of the qualities I would like to have in a mate.  Not a crazy long list.  Just a list of my non-negotiables.  But i threw that list out the window a long time ago.  Why?  So that i can settle?  No.  Because I don't think we always know what it is that we need.  If God's ways are higher than my ways, then it's probably safe to say that He knows what i need more than I even know.  My list was full of superficial things.  Now, my list comes down to one item: God's pick for me.  (And sure, if he knows how to spell and my mom loves him--well, these are just bonuses. :) )

*DISCLAIMER: I'm not actually as snarky as this blog entry might suggest.