I read a column on little peeves in which one was people answering the phone with what was pronounced as the "usual" word but was "yellow". My mother aired one out to me years ago. It seems when I would mail the folks something, and after all they were all of four miles away, on the envelope I would represent California with "Ca" instead of "CA". Yes, she was annoyed, and no, I didn't do it again on any addressing.

Turnabout is fair play, an expression I suppose could be a peeve if it even were used much any more. While driving the folks places in the last few years I would endure Mom reading aloud everything within sight. One day we made it to the doctor's without my blood pressure rising more than 20 each side of the slash and possibly depriving me of a "mission accomplished". In the office I was reading an issue of "The Smithsonian" and in painstaking detail it recounted what the United States did in Iran in the mid 1950's mistaking Mossadegh for a "commie" and setting off things which have led to yet worse.

Of course, there is another peeve: the people you meet who believe the current brouhaha in that area is from letting down Jesus and, of course, the wonderful values which made America great.

It all makes us value, if not sweat, the small stuff. Microsoft often red lines for colloquialisms and, please, names of places. But I found out a few minutes ago I was misspelling "Smithsonian". All is not peevish.