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Howdy folks. Sorry I haven't been around much lately. I am still alive, just very busy.

Things are going very well at The Marina, and I have been thoroughly enjoying being there. Dad is very appreciative of my work, which makes it much easier to handle the fact that he constantly calls me by my (twin) sister's name. Sure, he had a stroke a few years ago, but let's be honest, he never was very good at keeping my sister and I straight in his head before that anyways. It doesn't bother me, but it has been leading to some confusion, as illustrated by the following exchange today:

Adorably floppy-haired teenaged staff member: Uh, have you seen Cathy?

Me: You know that I'm Trish, right?

Adorably floppy-haired teenaged staff member: Yup! So, is Cathy around?

Me: No, I last saw her this morning.

Adorably floppy-haired teenaged staff member (confused): Oooookay...

Me (trying to be helpful, thinking he had a question about his new MP3 player): Do you want me to give her a message?

Adorably floppy-haired teenaged staff member (getting adorably flustered): Uh, no... I think I'll just go find David...he said that Cathy would tell me what to do next...

Me: Ahhhhhh... let me explain. No matter what name Dad says, "Cathy" or "Trish", he really is referring to me. Make sense?

Adorably floppy-haired teenaged staff member (brightening): Got it!

I sent him off to empty the garbage cans and all was well.