Sunday, August 17, 2014

Emun . . .

Just a short one today & nothing to do with writing:  My husband was grumbling about Emun Elliott.  I said, "I bet you can't spell his name."  Pregnant pause.  "E--"  Baby-being-born pause.  "M-O-N."  Me: "E-M-U-N."  My wonderful, loving husband, "So backwards, his name is NOOM."  "Or NUMMY."

Undoubtedly, I'm not the first person in the world to come up with this, but it made me happy and it shut my husband up.


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