I’m a big fan of voice-to-text. It saves time and reduces stress on my fingers/wrists. But the best part is it sometimes results in hilarious interactions.

I could be more diligent by reading or editing before hitting send, however, I would miss out on some priceless communications. For instance, the Irrigon Watermelon Festival is now forever known as the “Ear Again Watermelon Festival.”

I sent a text to Go! Editor Lisa Britton regarding a story about the festival. However, it came across as “ear again,” “arrogant” and “irrigant,” before I finally had to physically type Irrigon.

Another regular texting issue relates to a nickname my husband gave me years ago, Bwana — sometimes shortened to “The Bwan.” While utilizing the third person in sending voice-to-text messages to John, it has changed it to “the one,” which sounds a bit hoity-toity — The One is coming home. Other times it has been edited to “the blonde,” which isn’t inaccurate because I have blonde hair.

During a text exchange with a friend in Idaho, she asked if I knew how to get to her place. While I intended to say I had a Garmin, it translated my message to “I have a German.” Which isn’t accurate at all — because John is Italian.

Another memorable voice-to-text faux pas occurred a few days after I had surgery on my hand. A co-worker sent me a message: “Are you on some strong painkillers?” she asked. “You left a … sort of rambling message earlier.”

I had just gotten a new phone and while attempting voice-to-text, I accidentally called her desk line. When the words weren’t coming up on my text screen, I kept repeating myself — thus the “rambling.” In addition, there was some extra commentary such as, “This stupid &@!$# phone isn’t working.”