first pet plus street you grew up on

Chena...I grew up on so many streets, it's hard to remember them all. Appropriately enough for this conversation, the one that first sprang to mind was "Beaver".

Kristin, I can't wait to see the stuff -- send whenever you're ready. I'm finishing up a couple of big projects, but we can talk about what's the what whenever. (I make no sense to me.)

I must be a massive exhibitionist at heart, because while I do conceal the occasional detail, it would never occur to me to worry about this.

I've just found myself becoming more standoffish lately. Erratically--I'll still get all confessional at times. See under "yesterday." But I'm wishing I'd only bared my soul to the point of wearing a little soul-bikini rather than going the full monty.

The first pet I named was "Lady" and I too moved a lot -- so do we want Church, Jackson or Hilltop?

(Lady, btw, is short for Lady of the Drum Anthony Flower Sarah Puddingtane)

I think it has to be Lady Hilltop, don't you, Trudy?

I don't know, I think Puddingtane Jackson has kind of a ring to it.

I had a little pop-up toy of a white kitten in a little red cylinder-- it might have been a garbage can-- I called her "Lady of the Drum". (I was a pretty poetic three year old). When I got a real kitten I named her for my toy. I forget how "Anthony" was became part of her name. At some point we moved to a new apartment without a yard and I missed my flowers -- so flower was added as well.

My Uncle told me "You can't name a tiny little kitten Lady of the Drum Anthony Flower"

I replied (rather indignantly) "Her name is not "Lady of the Drum Anthony Flower." It's "Lady of the Drum Anthony Flower Sarah Puddingtane !"

My parents had no idea where the last part came from -- but apparently I loved the name "Sarah" because about a year later it was my successful lobby for the name of my baby sister.

A picture of my friend's dog from her blog. The pug-chihuahua mix is named after Yma Sumac.

I do very little venting- but my DH is a lurker - and if I am annoyed enough that I wish to explode all over the screen - it is because I KNOW I am blowing something tiny out of proportion and I would hate for him to come across it. Esp after it was no longer a part of my brain.

but I will be astonished and tell work stories. For a week we have had signs up saying no internet or word processing on march 2nd and 3rd. but somehow most of our regulars missed the giant sign. and today people would read the sign then come up to me and ask for a computer. 'No' is a very difficult word. ( not a vent , I was really amused by the whole thing - which was good, otherwise I would have been asleep.)

It's "Lady of the Drum Anthony Flower Sarah Puddingtane !"

I grew up with this rhyme:

"What's your name?"

"Puddintame. Ask me again and I'll tell you the same."