None of us realized we had our very own name-plate to our door, until Aunt Antsy pointed it to us when she came by. God knows how long it has been there since we requested for it late last year. Talk about oblivious. We were not even aware that it was already up.

Unfortunately, the surname is too long to be fitted in here. They have only one standard template. Well, at least we know it would be easier for you to find us when you come knocking on our door.

Now, if only those delivery boys would actually start reading the names on the door before ringing the friggingly loud doorbell to deliver food that are not meant for us.