Once upon a time a man who lived along time ago wore a stiff collar and wrote with a fancy pen. One day he took that fancy pen and wrote words that, though they were simple and otherwise not very profound, became an iconic phrase engrained into humanity.
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose,
By any other name would smell as sweet."
(At some point in every writer’s career, they have to use these words. Otherwise, what kind of writer would they be? Right?)
Well, it’s time to give my roses new names. You see, about the time I made my blog public I started referring to my children by a letter. That’s it. The sum of their existence is crammed into one tiny letter.
I give my self FOUR WHOLE WORDS and you can pretty much figure me out from there. So don’t my children deserve at least that? And what about my sweet Husband… Can I adequately do him justice with 5 letters? I suppose it depends on the letters. But you get the idea.
I give my self FOUR WHOLE WORDS and you can pretty much figure me out from there. So don’t my children deserve at least that? And what about my sweet Husband… Can I adequately do him justice with 5 letters? I suppose it depends on the letters. But you get the idea.
So, from this point forward, these will be the virtual names for my family:
Hubby will now become Hunka, Hunk of Burning Love. Or HHOBL for short. See, 5 letters, different meaning. J
S is "The Piano Man"
J is "Staff Sgt. Huzzah"
R is "Spiderman"
T is the "Gladiator"
B, of course, is "Ms. Princess"
There you have it. I changed the names of my roses. Now, if only I could make them smell as sweet.
3 comments:
Fun names and I can almost "see" the personality!
You can make a name for yourself too, you know? Your blog title isn't necessarily your name.
Apply that same creativity and tell us what your name should be!
Sooo fun! Glad you're back!
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