...that my new baby is nameless...
I know, I know, it's Maundy Thursday and all...but, let's put things in perspective here...[that was sarcasm...I actually do have my priorities in a reasonably appropriate order].
It's just...so sterile to just be called FIELD-22 your whole life.
Okay, I'm off to bed now, with my new computer right in between R. and me under the covers. Nice and snug.
Nighty-night.
4 comments:
Oh, how fun! A new computer and such a pretty little thing, too... I'm terrible at coming up with names for such things, although I've always named my cars... If it's a Gateway, their boxes were always cow-patterned... Bessie? Betsy? Mabel? Something sturdy and companionable.
Oh yes, I like those...
Given the spiritual nature of the time of your baby's arrival, your wonderful musings as a stepmom, your strong goddess spirit and your appreciation of irony, I thought maybe "Pele", Hawaian Goddess of Fire, "She-Who-Shapes-The-Sacred-Land" or "Goddess of 1,000 Names".
Oh, I like that. Wow you are so kind and affirming... thank you.
I'll have to try that on for awhile...or, oh wait, I've got a great idea...I could ALSO find the man on the corner who yells into the megaphone and ask HIM!
Pele. It has a ring...
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