I couldn’t resist posting my niece Ashton’s graduation announcement. That same niece who is generally bright, hilarious, spirited and who can kick my sorry butt on a wakeboard any day.
It is not so much that she misspelled my Alma Mater, Lord Beaverbrook, but rather the utter massacre of the word that follows: school. You know–that thing she just spent 12 YEARS ATTENDING.
P.S. I have no intention of being mean-spirited here. Because I’m sure NO ONE has ever had a typo in our entire lives. OUCH!