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February 28, 2007

Venti Latte for Leg&hmo*@#msf

200702 027.JPGAlthough I wouldn't consider my name unusual, exactly, it is uncommon. It's the kind of name everyone has heard of (I think?), but seemingly many people do not know how to spell.

If I'm on the phone it's usually for a medical issue, so when asked for my name, I spell it automatically (it's Leah..L..E...A..H). My last name is Smith, and I'm always puzzled by the people who ask me to spell that for them, but that's another story...

At my local coffee shop or food counter, I like to experiment. After a clerk asks my name, they often stare at me, stumped. Sometimes I spell it for them during this awkward pause, but most times I wait. If they ask how to spell it, I often answer "L..I..A". Why? Because spelling it correctly doesn't mean the person on the other end of the counter will say it correctly. After some trial and error, I have come to the conclusion that LIA is the best pronunication-proof spelling (but it still occasionally prompts some interesting interpretations). I usually just let them wing it on both ends of the counter.

It really doesn't matter to me how they say or spell it - I just want to make sure they made it decaf, or made sure the burger was turkey. Like my father-in-law says, "You can call me anything you want, just don't call me late to dinner".

Today at Starbucks, I chuckled over my new favorite creative spelling of my name.
And for the record, the barista didn't even try, he just announced "Venti 3/5 decaf 1% latte".
Chicken.
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Henry Lost a Tooth!

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This is his first lost tooth. He's very proud - and very brave. He and Dave worked on it with dental floss, and then Henry requested the pliers! A couple tugs, and out it came.

They grow so fast - I can still remember when he got these teeth in the first place! The nice part about losing teeth is that he wasn't up all night screaming...

February 14, 2007

Comments on Comments

For a while, I checked all the time to see if new comments arrived. Kind of like waiting for the phone to ring in high school. And, as then, there was no news.

Then a friend told me that she tried to leave a comment and it didn't work. My tech-savvy husband and I realized that I'd messed something up on my Movable Type settings so that the comment thingy didn't show up. Hooray! So, then the phone started to ring. I mean, I got a couple comments!

Then, silence.

MT is set to email me every time I get a comment. Empty inbox. No problem, I thought (trying to be cool and nonchalant). "You know", I thought to myself, "you aren't a very regular poster."

So on a whim, I clicked on the "comments" category and was stunned to find not just a flood of "Via*g*ra*4*ch*ea*p", but also a few, bona fide comments from people I really like! It's like when that one cute boy actually asked me to dance one Friday night. (Although, unlike him, I'm sure your mothers didn't put you up to this, right? right?)

Anyway, I did more sluething. My MT settings were right, so I asked the tech-savvy husband again. He assured me it was all my user error. Little did I know he was still searching for an answer. 15 minutes later, he leans over and says, "Huh. I guess I forgot to enable your email on Movable Type". Aaaaah.

So, now I know when you stop by and leave a note. And at the risk of seeming like an over-eager teenager (or of sounding like Sally Field), "Um, thanks! Really - thanks!"

update:
Things are still in a bit of flux. Now my comments are all going to junk or to moderation, which isn't even a setting I have on. Tech-savvy husband is hot on the trail!

update 2/17:
Tech-savvy husband fixed the problem. I was so overwhelmed with spam that I disabled trackbacks. If you really need a track back (never use 'em myself...lazy old me uses permalinks..), let me know.

Strawberry Martini

I signed up to bring strawberries to my son's Valentine's party today. Is it sad that I immediately reserved 3 of them with the thought of making this cocktail tonight? Mmmm. I'm drinking it now. So good. And so pink! And, the perfect balm to soothe away the hectic memories of a Kindergarten Valentine's party....
Happy Valentine's Day, one and all!

Strawberry Martini
inspired by my favorite Cheesecake Factory martini
200703 strawberry martini

3 strawberries, stemmed and hulled
1 T. superfine sugar
3 shots vodka
½ shot triple sec (optional)

Muddle strawberries with the sugar until mushy and a bit liquid (It's better if the strawberries are just mushy and not pulverized. You want your drink to be slightly pink-tinged, not full of pulp). Add the vodka; let it infuse for a few minutes (better yet, let it infuse in the refrigerator all day). Transfer to a cocktail shaker with ice. Add triple sec if desired (I like mine without). Shake, strain, and serve.

Cheesecake Factory Strawberry Martini

Mascara Widow

Finding the right mascara is like finding a husband. You date around, maybe even have a significant, long-term relationship or two, before you finally meet THE ONE.
My favorite mascara has been discontinued. After a brief fling with the "new and better" substitute, I had to bail. I've been officially widowed.
Since then, I've had a couple flings: a torrid love-it-then-hate-it affair with a hip suitor; an I'm-just-not-that-in-to-you fling with another.
And now, I think I may be in love. The relationship is still in that rainbows and butterflies stage, but things are promising: no racoon eyes after a few hours, no huge clumps migrating to places on my face where they don't belong...
Here's hoping it's THE ONE.