And I guess those are a lot more common than "Marsa," so I can understand why people might call me those names. But at church, this new trend started where people started calling me Marza. With a "z." Hmmm....Marza. I really don't know about that one. I never really minded when people couldn't get my name right but that one.... I don't know. And the funniest part is that now half of the people at church think that's how you say my name. Ha-haaaaa. Marza. I guess it makes me appreciate my mom for naming me Marsa and not MarZa though.
Thanks mama.Sunday Style