Since nobody in Indiana seems to believe me when I tell them, let me just end all the speculation and confirm that I’m not Mrs. Snook. I mean, yeah, I married the Snook and all, but I’m still Ms. Howard legally and forevermore. Mrs. Snook is his Mom, and even she approved my decision to stay me. You are, however, permitted to informally refer to me as Mrs. Snook if it amuses you, which it seems to do for a lot of people. But only if you call him Mr. Howard. 🙂
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This site features content going all the way back to 2000. The posts you’ll read reflect my views and writing style at the time. While I have gone back to clean up a few of them, I think it’s important not to sanitise too much. This site is a record of who I am and how I’ve grown. Any blog post written years ago may not reflect who I am today, nor how I would write about the same topic today.
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4 responses to “I’m NOT Mrs. Snook!”
I didn’t even think of calling him Mr. Howard. I love it! It makes it a little easier that ole Johnny boy got re-elected.
Heh! That’s cool. I suggested the same to my husband before we married, and he was absolutely appalled. I *would* take his name, and I’d like it, dammit! It was a little strange being “someone else” at first, but now it’s not so bad. 🙂
You can be Mrs. Snook when you want to go on top secret missions of intrigue and suspense.
Other times just be Ms. Howard, Web Goddess.
So can I call you Mrs. The Snook, as I have been for the last two weeks? =P