I'd rather eat Spam for the rest of my life...

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Sure enough, I e-mailed the IT guys at dh's home-base office, which is where our e-mail is routed through, and my Blogger comment e-mails were stuck in the spam filter (I almost capitalized "spam"). J "unstuck" them for me, so we're all good now. Love helpful IT people! (Dh included. :-)

Comment away!

*The title is a really obscure reference to the Christian heavy metal band, Trial, that my youth group friends played in when we were in high school. One of their t-shirts said, "I'd rather eat Spam for the rest of my life than serve Satan." I probably still have one in a drawer at my parents' house. And, for the record, I actually like Spam. Especially (well, I guess "only," since it's the only way I've really eaten it) as Mom's Spam salad (basically, tuna salad made with grated Spam).

Grr.

I just discovered that Blogger has not been e-mailing me comments from my posts for the past week or so (and I just thought everyone was extra busy with Thanksgiving :-), so I'm just now seeing several. I promise I wasn't ignoring you all.

Off to check my settings...