Hi Sparky!!

She left them on an island?

One hopes that they went to the reception and made trouble. I think I would have asked the bartender for a glass of red wine and headed my clumsy self straight for the bride, but I have poor impulse control when hopping mad. ("Oops? Did I spill that on your pretty white dress?")

Also, the Canadians have the right idea by say Zed for Z. Because then I wouldn't have to do the whole "z as in zebra/zipper" because that doesn't always work and there are weirdly placed "v"s or "c"s in my name.

We can't take credit for that, you know. The people who developed the language did that. (Be careful out among dem English) You folks could still be doing right, but no, you had to get all revolutiony and Webster-worshippy. Tsk.

Hmm. I like to think that I would have brought a universe of misery to the bride, had she done such a thing to me and mine, but my automatic reaction to conflict is generally "oh shit, it's my fault, I suck. Sorry, sorry, how can I fix this? Sorry. Shit. I hate me."

However, my automatic reaction to overt and unprompted rudeness is "DIE, MOTHERFUCKER! DIE! DIE AGAIN! DIE HARDER! SUCK MY COCK! NOW DIE AGAIN!" or, well, no, it's not so rude, but I think you're feeling the wrath? Lots of wrath.

Also, after reflection, I quite often repent my initial 'I suck' response and move to a slowburning sense of wrath, as illustrated above.

I'm thinking that three hours would probably have moved me beyond apologetic through apoplectic and into apocalyptic. Do not pass go, do not collect £200.

edited for alliteration. Um. Because.

My last name problem is pronounciation. I'm a Pete, not a Pet.

I've given up the battle on pronounciation of my last name. My first name I'll still correct, but the last name I'll answer to anything remotely close. Or sometimes an S sound followed by an "I can't figure out how to say this" facial expression.

My name has an L sound at the beginning, but does not actually start with a L.

A lot of times when asked I'll just say "Let me spell it for you" without even bothering to say it.

When my cousin got married his wife kept her name and they used to make reservations and things in her name because it was easier. They don't have to worry about it so much now because he's a very beloved peditrician here.

Which leads to cool conversations where people gush about how wonderful he is and how fantastic he's been to their kids, etc. They never have any problem spelling my name.

Clearly, I need one of my same named relatives to become a beloved and well known member of the community that I live in.

The possibilities are limited.

Clearly, I need one of my same named relatives to become a beloved and well known member of the community that I live in.

Either that, or you and your Hubby should just choose a new name for yourselves. My sister threatened to merge her husband's name and our name so they would become the Murphingers. Of course, even though they didn't do that, it is now what we always call them.

Either that, or you and your Hubby should just choose a new name for yourselves.

I can't think of a way to do that that would be an improvement.

Skaredoff + Sieff = what? Skieff? Skarie? I got nothin'.