I get people calling me by my last name thinking it's my first. And then they have trouble spelling my last name. The UPS guy knows my name, but we always get different Fed Ex guys and they invariablly come back to look at my name plate.
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse, please marry a man surnamed ... say ... Ngoma and take his name.
Jesse, please marry a man surnamed ... say ... Ngoma and take his name.
SO FUN.
In theory.
ita, my fingers are crossed that it's not serious. Mayhap the tinnitus comes from blows to the head? That's not meant to be sarcastic at all; I've heard that boxers often complain about it.
Most people don't properly pronounce my last name. It's only four letters, but they automatically assume that it sounds the same as a particular actress's first name. Wrong language, folks.
I've had the tinnitus since way before doing contact martial arts.
Is it two eh/ay sounds, Maria?
I've had the tinnitus since way before doing contact martial arts.
Blech. I can't even imagine how annoying it is....
Is it two eh/ay sounds, Maria?
It's closer to two "eh" sounds, if it's to be pronounced the Italian way. When it was Americanized, it ended up as "navy."
Sumi, i'm happy it made you bwah. But wtf with him taking over all aspects of her life. Including Marissa obsession.
Speaking of great names, I'm personally leaning towards a loving relationship with Zoila Baca, cause pronounced correctly in Spanish brings in the laughter.
OK, very glad I said dumb things and told you to talk to doctor, ita.
For me fever is anything over 98 and BOY do I notice it. Cramps bump me up to 99 F and I feel like I'm in a steamroom. Bleah.
Cheering on Burrell and Plei in getting as far as underwear. Wait, that sounds wrong.... Let's put it this way, short of nannyhaving? It is an accomplishment. I used to get roped in to cover so new moms could enjoy a good soak.
On the odd odd chance I get hitched, I *might* consider a name change if it were fun. Or hispanic. I'm so very not, but that's the closest actual culture I identify with, even though I am so a gringo outsider.
Talked to the 'rents. Sobbed on the phone. Sobbed all the way home. I miss MommaCat and she wasn't even mine. I think my dad's "I miss that cat" just a few hours after she died broke me. My dad was all sniffly. Last he cried that I knew of was 15+ years ago at his MIL funeral. Woy. She was a good cat. And he was petting her when she died.
Kat, did you see the part where I am going to the House of Pancakes (Original version) tomorrow?