A few years ago, my sister-in-law told me that I was weird. True that may be. Actually she didn't tell me that I was weird. She told me that I talk weird.
It might be a Pittsburgh thing. It may be a Pennsylvania thing. Maybe it is even more common than that. She corrected me for dropping the phrase, "to be" from sentences.
I would say things like, "The grass needs cut." When I really should be saying, "The grass needs to be cut." I didn't even realize that I was doing this.
But now, I try to make sure that I say "to be" when appropriate. But that's not where it ends. Now it drives me nuts when I hear other people leave out those 2 little words. It's like nails on a chalk board to me... and everybody does it!
Phew! I got that off of my chest. This blog needs posted.
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