I got several lovely birthday cards, none addressed to me. They are addressed to: Amber S**** Blatt, Amber Blatt and Mrs. Amber Blatt. I also got one to Mrs. S****, which implies that (shudder...gah) I am married to my father.

(Mrs. Amber Blatt, of course, implies that I am a lesbian married to a woman named Amber Blatt. It's a grammar mistake that people make often, and it makes me laugh, particularly when my strictly Christian alma mata does it in their newsletters.)