Anne is my middle name, and my best friend can't spell it.
A day or two ago I was wandering aimlessly through the kitchen. You know the drill: open the fridge, the freezer, all of the cabinets, then the pantry, sigh and repeat. While doing this I spent several minutes looking at a recipe for shrimp ceviche Melly e-mailed me ages ago. I noticed that in the header she had my middle name spelled "Ann" Melly, it is spelled with an "E" at the end, but I still love you anyway.