I have to confess to being a bit of a Valentine’s grinch. My girlfriend can drop all the hints in the world and I’ll still forget to buy a card or gift. I don’t know who decided it was romantic to throw money into Hallmark’s bank account and contribute to the destruction of the rainforests once a year.
I know what you’re thinking: she is one lucky, lucky lady. And I correct her grammar.
So, in the spirit of the day and to thank her for putting up with this incessant curmudgeon, I would like to dedicate this post to my long-suffering girlfriend. (A blog post is more environmentally friendly than a card, and conveniently free.)
First up we have an accept/except confusion combined with a missing possessive apostrophe.

Next: today’s post from Passive Aggressive Notes is a cracker. It qualifies for GrammarBlog due to the heartbreaking misspelling.
I hope Gavin doesn’t come home to find his bunny in a pot.

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