No, I'm not Nelly. But I am recovering from days of high temperatures and other lovely flu-like symptoms. During the last few days of groggy TV watching, I'm discovered that I actually would rather be at work than watch daytime dramas. Shocking, I know.
In other news, I've finally learned how to pronounce the name of the town in Mississippi (again, you're all spelling it out loud--it's just a fun word) that I'll be visiting in two short days, Gautier. Now, maybe you francophiles out there will instantly come to the right conclusion, but for those of us who took Spanish for three years, it looks, at best, like Goat-ear. To my relief (and amazement) it is actually, Go-shea. Much better. Brings up visions of overpriced shea butter and other treats at Sephora.
In Indiana, it'd be Goatear. After all, Versailles is Vur-sailes, Milan is My-lan and occasionally Brazil is Bray-zil. Apparently our Hoosier ancestors didn't get out much.
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