Moonset over Saigon

My spellcheck doesn’t think that’s a word. But I don’t know what else to call it. Early this morning, the moon was going down while the sun was coming up. The moon was setting while the sun was rising. So it’s a moonset, right?

5:46 am today.

Names are hard

My little game of lying to Starbucks when they ask for my name had another funny result. This time, I gave my name as “Ralph.” When they were little, my kids liked to tease their nonnative speaker mother for not being able to pronounce that name.  It was funny.  And I had to admit, I egged them on a little (sorry, honey).

Apparently, the “Ralph” name is not only hard to pronounce, it’s hard to hear, too.

Karma caught up to me later this week. I represented the Consulate at an educational thing.  This is what they did to my last name:

Meh, close enough.