What's In A Name?

 

Home by Phillip Phillips

 

 

I love this song - very catchy - and very cleverly used as the music to the commercial for Extreme Home Makeover: Holiday Edition.  That show is a guaranteed tear-jerker (for Randy too, "Stupid deserving families *sniff*").  So this song came on the radio last night while Randy and I were on our way to the Festival of Trees, which brought up a very interesting discussion...

 

Who names their child Phillip Phillips?!  The man had no choice but to become famous.  Just like Andy Anderson on How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days.  Obviously she is a gorgeous blonde who loves non-diet soda, burgers, basketball and wants to write about poverty and economics instead of shoes and waxing.  Double-Named people must get an extra dose of awesome in order to make up for their misfortune.

 

Lucky for me - there's really no name that goes "matchy-matchy" with Brown.  Although someone once told me that my dad wanted to name me Charlene so he could call me Charlie (Thanks for havin' my back, Mom). 

 

Randy seems to have a naming problem.  Or gift, as he sees it. 

 

We have a dog.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Her name is Bear.

 

Randy got a toy monkey for Christmas in his stocking last year...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He named it Dog.  "Can I take Dog with me to church?" (No)  Dog now resides in our "jungle", aka the potted plant hanging above the bannister.

 

During our discussion about silly double names, Randy came up with this nugget.

 

"We could name our kid Standup!"

"Standup?"

"Yeah!"

"...Standup Strader? Oh!...."

 

I think I can still hear him giggling....

The Dumbest Thing He's Ever Bought

So last night I had my Book Club Christmas Party.  It's my favorite book club of the whole year.  We discuss our book, do a white elephant book exchange, and pick our books for next year. Naturally there's a whole lot of yummy treats to be had while doing all this nerding.  We have some great books next year and the first one up is The Happiness Project.  Hopefully it's inspirational for setting my 2013 resolutions. =) 

I got home quite late, to find Randy getting ready for bed.  We chatted about our days and then sat down to order our favor bags for the candy bar at our wedding reception (www.beau-coup.com - so cute!).  Yes, the reception is in September; but Cyber Monday was yesterday, and they had screamin' deals.  So check those off the Wedding To-Do List.

While I was very proud of my pro-active purchase, Randy was apparently very proud of one of his.  Randy is a worse shopper than I am.  Way worse.  Thank you eBay, for the collections of gold nuggets, wheat pennies, nickels, old dollar bills, hydrographic dipping kits, baseball cards, bear statues and geodes that reside in our house.

As I'm shutting down the laptop, he says, "Oh, guess what, love?  I'm going in on half a pig!" 

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I must not have heard that right.  "On what?"

"Half a pig!" he says, with a big grin on his face that says Reward me!  I did a good thing!  Like he did the dishes or something. 

The man has been talking about how much he wants a pet pig and how are they are so adorable, and calls me a meanie when I say no.  Visions of having to share custody of a small sty animal are flying through my head...

"...Why?!"

"So we can have ribs, and bacon, and sausage, and pork loin, and yummy stuff!" 

Relief washes over me - quickly followed by irritation and disbelief.

"What?  No.  We don't need half a pig."

"Ya, huh!"

"That is the dumbest thing you have ever bought!"

He laughs.  "No it's not!  Have you seen the golden goose in the garage?"

(With coordinating turtle boxes.  Acquired during an auction because he felt bad for the old lady selling them, because no one was bidding on them.)

Fair point.  Looks like we might be having pig for the month of December.  Irritating?  Oh yeah - but also endearing, and I can't help but laugh!