Lucy Stoner

Don't call me Mrs. Blatt, unless you've mistaken me for my mother-in-law (and then? we have problems.) I love Rob, but I don't want his name. I like mine.

So many people have called me to the carpet to "explain myself" like it's any of their business. At my wedding reception I was even cornered and grilled a couple of times (and I missed the pigs-in-blankets! People! Seriously! I missed the little hot dogs! NOT OK.) I've been trying to think of a bunch of snappy come-backs (something I'm SO not good at).

I'm worried I'm going to deal with this my entire life.