Back from the hairdressers and a sushi dinner to find a new Natter.

Evelyn is totally back!

Merry Christmas, Cash!

My grandmother was Mary Edith, otherwise known as Peg. I can kinda see that from Margaret, but not Mary Edith. My grandfather and father are Dornis. Grandpa was always known as such and dad goes by Bud. Where the Dornis comes from, though, no one really knows. My great-great-grandfather was Quebecois, so we think it's some obscure French name, or bastardization thereof. I mean, great-grandpa was Eber, and I can only guess if that's another phonetic spelling for something French.

My family tree, once you go back about 200 years, is like a study in Silly Bible Names. Not only are there plenty of people named Increase and such, but the names often show up multiple times in the same family. One child would die, so they would name the next one after him or her. It's creepy and terribly sad at the same time.

It does amuse me at times to think about what they would make of me, their agnostic, feminist, bisexual many-times-great-granddaughter. I don't think "going to hell" even begins to cover it.

It does amuse me at times to think about what they would make of me, their agnostic, feminist, bisexual many-times-great-granddaughter.

That you should be named Not!Prudent?

Or Satan?

Or maybe just burned at the stake. Because they were forgiving folk back in the day.

There IS no life after Puppycam, there is only Zool!

I'm not believing that until they set up ZoolCam.

I'm maybe glad most of my ancestry is swedish and irish for unembarrassing naming conventions ? We've got Astrid and Enid, Tresabel and Rose, and I like those names. A lot gets lost in immigration.

Honestly, were the unlikely to happen and I birth a girl, I'd love to name her after Tresabel. One of my cousin's kids carries her as a middle name. One of the most incredible compliments I've been given is that I remind my mom and one of her sisters of Tres (their mother.)

My family carries names like Deloris Delrio, Galileo, Herschel, Nonaine, Gilette, Olivine, Tekla, and many others I can't remember without consulting the family tree. My parents and their siblings don't go by their given names for a variety of reasons. My dad goes by his mother's maiden name as his first name, having ditched his given middle name and initialised his first name. My mother goes by her first name professionally, but her family calls her...well, basically a homonym of my father's chosen name. Not that his family calls him that--he gets called Moore because he has a brother that goes by Les.

I always think of your family when the name convo comes up, ita.

Herschel

No one in your family tree was named Herschel Opostrolier were they?