Girls Weekend...and That's NOT my name

So I really haven't been slacking, I've just been away from a computer. I spent the weekend with Brent's Mom and sisters in Island Park Idaho. It was loads of fun...just hung out and relaxed and played card games and did lots and lots of laughing. I'm so happy to be part of the family.

I only wish they would stop calling me the "S" word.
I know it's got to be hard when your little brother was married for 2 years (to a total bitch might I add) to completely forget the X. And slipping up and saying her name is totally normal. I mean we've all done it in my house and called Brent the "D" word. But the last time that happened was sometime last year.
I'm sorry, but I've been around for a little over a year now and still, someone always manages to call me by her name. It's getting really old. And it hurts. Despite their reassurances that they absolutely couldn't stand her, and I'm SOOO much better, and smarter, and all that jazz.
So I try to smile and say kindly, "It's OK. Don't worry about it." When really I want to scream "MY NAME IS CANDACE! I'VE BEEN AROUND FOR A YEAR AND I'M GOING TO MARRY YOUR BROTHER SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE! FUCKING GET IT RIGHT!!!"

I know they don't mean to and they always feel really really bad after it happens, but I still have a really hard time swallowing it.
And don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore his family. I LOVE every one of them, and we all get along great. We really did have an awesome time this weekend, and I got even closer to his sisters than I was before. I just really REALLY don't like being called it's name.
I'm a pretty easy going person, but there are just some things that even I can't handle after so long. I don't want to seem like a bitch, or that I'm ungrateful for his family. That is DEFINITELY NOT the case. I almost didn't even write about it on here, just in case one of them decided to read my blog. But I doubt any of them will...I'm not even sure I've told many of them about this blog; and if they do happen to read it, oh well. Maybe it'll make them realize what they're doing and stop.