tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55631862194271766462012-02-16T21:18:22.538ZReflections in a Word Puddle ... words chosen totally at random from the nearest publication. Random words, random thoughts ...Witty Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06889123321459470395noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5563186219427176646.post-34001096778946382442007-03-10T18:24:00.000Z2007-03-10T18:26:34.123Z

Their is one of those words that's often confused with others, namely "there" or "they're". I do this myself sometimes, not because I don't know the correct words, but because these sort of words tend to mix themselves up of their own accord, especially when your brain is working faster than your fingers.This word is considered to be a plural possessive pronoun, but it has been used in the

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I seem to be devoid of anything to say about this word. So, I will simply say that I hope everyone has someone special in their lives and that they feel they are someone special too.This song is dedicated to my father and my paternal grandmother, both of whom I know watch over me when I need them to.SOMEONE'S WATCHING OVER ME (Hilary Duff)Next Word: Their

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I'm not sure there's much I can say about the word much, but I will give it a go. I could start by saying it's an anagram of CHUM, but that doesn't really mean anything.Having said that, I do use the word rather a lot. "I'm not having much luck with this" is one of my favourite sayings, as are "I've not really thought about it much" and "Not much". I also say "I don't know very much about it"

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Although it's now Monday, when I chose this word it was actually Friday, so it was actually rather relevant at the time. I have a sort of ambivalent relationship with weekends. Sometimes I think I like them, sometimes I think I don't. Overall, I probably prefer weekdays. This is because I prefer to be on my own and not have kids under my feet all the time and that tends to happen more often at

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This is our very first word and it offers a fair bit of scope for discussion. For a start, it can relate to a past occurrence of falling over, something we all do at various times. I fall over more than most because I am extremely clumsy and have lousy eyesight, so I tend not to see things like cats lying across doorways or on stairs and things like that. My grandmother was the same and she fell

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