Xander ,'First Date'
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She was Not Fond of my name choices, and kept suggesting shit like Sandee. (Two Es)
Esther's wrongness is epic!
Sharknado J. Smith, of Craptacular Falls. Sounds about right.
Heh. (Still chuffed to see Katie Bee and so many old friends here.)
Franny was of course Buffistina Monkeypants back during her utero days.
Yeah! And Ple was going to have a lemur according to the sonogram.
Cancer patients deserve chauffeured limos. Stocked with whatever makes said patient feel better.
Totally a lemur.
Esther's wrongness is epic!
If she'd had her way, my name would be Penny. Not Penelope, just Penny.
Also, if I'd been a boy, and she denies this now but she told me this for YEARS, I'd have been Angus George.
If she'd had her way, my name would be Penny. Not Penelope, just Penny.
She said your dad and sister were responsible for your name.
Yep. I mean, not that I give them any sort of thanks for it, because I really would rather have had a name that's... a name.
OMG, THOUGH! She keeps saying with derision, "People said we should have named you Esme!" as if Esme (my great-grandmother's name) is this horrible, awful, burden of a name, rather than ONE OF MY CHILD'S MIDDLE NAMES.
Note: I'd have been perfectly fine being named Esme.
I have to say I derive too much enjoyment at your constant state of face palming consternation at your mother's tactlessness. It's a dynamic worthy of some witty George Kaufman play.
Plei, I like your mum, but she is ... wacky. Frequently wrong in the head.
Of course, my dad had me convinced my middle name was Vegomatic. I didn't get proof it wasn't until I was 16.
Totally a lemur.
Tickybox Squeakaboo, Lemur Princess!
Plei, your mom is the only person I've seen whose tactlessness rivals my aunt's. It's glorious.
My sister thought her middle name was Ceiling, for many years (it's Celia).