Six and half a dozen of the other

I woke up this morning with a sore throat and feeling achy. This is very disconcerting to me. There's been some illness going around and I don't want it. I wasn't sure if I should exercise with a sore throat so instead I drank tea and wrote this post. I need to nip this thing in the bud so I'm at the top of my game for the cottage this weekend. I ain't got time to be sick!

Here's a funny teaching story involving proper grammar and children:

An elementary school teacher once asked her students to take a piece of paper and pencil and write something. A little boy raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I ain't got no pencil." The teacher, somewhat perturbed by his grammar, embarked on a barrage of corrective patterns: "I don't have a pencil. You don't have a pencil. We don't have pencils." Confused and bewildered, the child responded, "Ain't nobody got no pencils?"