Have I mentioned really liking my 10-6 schedule?

Get up, getup, GetUP! I've already been petty today! Why are you still in bed?

Yesterday we got a birth announcement from people who addressed it to: Mr & Mrs (DH's first name) (DH's last name). I figure anyone who doesn't know that I don't use his name doesn't deserve an expensive gift, even though DH is working again and we could afford it. They got a token present -- a cute token present, but they shouldn't expect us to remember this kid's birthday if they can't remember my name.

Can I go back to bed now? I feel my work for the day is done.

It is really nice.

Sadly, I think I have to go get ready now.

I'm sitting here laughing my head off right now. Everyone just went to lunch, 'cause the kids are out. Apparently, the cook just stuck a cake in the oven (it's for one of the kids whose last day is today), and he has to run to the grocery store. So, I have a kitchen timer sitting next to me to remind me to go check on the cake and make sure it doesn't burn.

It's tick tick tick tick ticking and making me laugh. It may be sleep deprivation. It may be stress. At any rate, I'm laughing.

Oh, man. One of my oldest friends is getting married in October, and I look to have been left off of the guest list. He had a falling out with a mutual friend a few months ago, but I didn't think it affected us at all. For the moment, I'm choosing to believe my invitation got lost in the mail. Otherwise, that's cold, dude.

Yesterday we got a birth announcement from people who addressed it to: Mr & Mrs (DH's first name) (DH's last name). I figure anyone who doesn't know that I don't use his name doesn't deserve an expensive gift

The one and only person who gets a pass from me on this issue is my almost-90 year old grandmother, because I don't think it would even occur to her that it's even a choice. However, if the bank ever stops accepting checks made out to NoraW, then she'll get gently educated...

(my, doesn't that sound mercenary? It's really not though)

they shouldn't expect us to remember this kid's birthday if they can't remember my name.

Darned right!

It's tick tick tick tick ticking and making me laugh. It may be sleep deprivation. It may be stress. At any rate, I'm laughing.

Laughing is good.

"Well, he may be a Republican but at least he isn't a Yankee."

Hearting Emmett.

that's cold, dude.

It is, Lilty. This is where you get to show that you're a better person. Even if the invitation never comes, you can still write a heartfelt note that you wish him every happiness. If you mean it, that is. Otherwise, you can write the same note and hope that it makes him feel guilty.

Damn, I'm not through with the petty yet this morning, am I?

The one and only person who gets a pass from me on this issue is my almost-90 year old grandmother,

I give passes for people like this also, like my Nursery School teacher who send me things under my Not!Name, because they find other ways to show me they know who I am.

However, if the bank ever stops accepting checks made out to NoraW, then she'll get gently educated...

Yeah, we've gotten a couple checks written to Mr. & Mrs. Curtis, mostly from his family. shrug. As long as they're still valid, I'm not kicking up a fuss.

People totally get passes from me on my Not!Name.

I'd get up in arms or outraged, but I had fifteen years to prepare for the fact that, even if I kept my own name as my sister did, the Aged Relatives would still insist on calling me by His Last Name. Thus, I was resigned to being a Marcontell socially, if not legally. 'Sides, it helps me keep my work and web life separate.

I keep wondering if, as Lillian's a Marcontell, I should just take the plunge and legally add it after McRae, but you know, I'm too freaking lazy to bother with it.