"Seque" and "epitome" for me, too!

What drove my sister bonkers was that I'd pull out words like that in third and fourth grade and use them correctly. I might mangle to pronunciation sometimes, but I knew what they meant. She was older than me, so it was a good way to annoy her endlessly, which is a younger sister's sworn duty.

Okay, Cambridge dictionary says "in-co-ate". Phew, I'm good. [link]

Merriam-Webster says "in-KOH-ut." Phew, I'm good. [link]

Hee. I think less "brah" and more "b," right?

The "ah" is basically an exhalation of breath. But it sounds wrong if you stop at the r.

Steph, we were discussing that unpronouncable designer just yesterday. This chick, calls him "On-yay." [link]

Hee. I think less "brah" and more "b," right?

I thought it sounded like you were about to do the whole brah sound but then you sort of stifle on the br bit.

I gave up on trying to pronounce Louisiana names until I heard them. Hebert, anyone?

Here's a thing I have about being wrong. I try to not unequivocally say I am right unless I've seen enough facts that I'm convinced. If I'm kinda unsure, or haven't read enough or don't know enough to interpret what I've read, I do the whole, "I'm pretty sure it's this, but I could be wrong." And I like to discuss things and still argue my point of view.

However, if I'm convinced, I am immovable. This often leads people to tell me, "You always argue when you think you're right." Which, no, I argue when it's interesting just not as intensely. Why would I argue intensely if I didn't think I was right?

I gave up on trying to pronounce Louisiana names until I heard them. Hebert, anyone?

This is why proper nouns are a whole nother story -- the right way to pronounce them is however the people who live there say it! Or however the person says it, if it's their own name.

I have to check myself every time I say hyperbole out loud, because I still pronounce it hyperbowl in my head.

I'm similar with February and Wednesday. I know how to pronounce them correctly, but I mis-pronounce them in my head for spelling purposes.

ION, someone had left a Worm's Way garden supply catalog at the Y that I looked at on the treadmill. The entry for Garlic Barrier [link] said, "Repels harmful bugs and Team Edward." The one for soft twist tie wire said, "We're very bendy."

My mother could not say the name Nelson without putting the letter T in between the syllables, Neltson. I'm afraid we mocked her for it, which she took with good grace. I never tried her on Wilson.

One of my girls says "bitch" by pronouncing every one of the last 3 consonants.

Misled is my word. How the fuck I got to university thinking "misle" was a verb--I should be ashamed of myself.

Then I found out my considerably more erudite sister did the same thing.

Allyson, I'd love to meet your mother. Seriously.