Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Love of Language

I am a word geek. I have a large vocabulary and flaunt it shamelessly. I use words like erudite and soporific in conversation. This has earned me a few "huh?" looks, but I don't care. I like having a good word for the occasion and using it. Being articulate is somewhat off-putting in my social circle, but you know what? So is groping your girlfriend at the company dinner. Which I NEVER do.

This being said, I was less than clear in an email I shot off on Friday. I was asked to pass on some information that I had gotten from our school counselor. So I typed up an email to our district special programs director and considered my work done.

Perhaps not.

Apparently, I used a poor turn of phrase, referring to something we would like to see happen as "our recommendation." This inspired a flurry of panicked phone calls and emails to various and assorted entities. Basically, I made it sound like my IEP team was recommending something we had no business recommending. Whoops. I've spent all day emailing and calling, assuring people that we were not grossly overstepping our legal limits. Instead, I "miscommunicated" and "used poor phrasing."

Somehow, I don't think I'll be called on by the White House or even the Governor's Mansion to handle any PR emergencies. And that's fine, 'cause the thought of being groped by Ah-nold makes me a little queasy. But, then again, that's probably the pregnancy talking.

And no, the nursery isn't ready for photos yet. Shut up.


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