Given Circumstances

I think the name Doctor, or Colnel, might be nice, but Your Honor would probably help getting a restaurant seat. Judge could work,too.

Thanks RY for the laughs.
 

Knew a fella whose name must have been:

"Hey, You."

Cause that's what everybody seemed to call him.

There was a Native American woman in my area who legally changed her name (her given name apparently wasn't Native American enough for her) to Princess Pine...  I don't think I would have went that route, but I do know I HATE my given name (Melinda) because growing up I only ever heard it when I was in trouble...  These days I go by Mindy...  If I could have changed my name as a kid, it would have been to Samantha because I loved the nickname Sam for a girl...

I had two uncles.  My mother's brother was named Lynn Edward; my father's brother was Lyle David.  So I wound up as Lynn David.  Frankly, my Uncle Lynn was not that crazy abouth the name either.  My son is Edward Lyle, though his mother's brother is also named Edward.  That one works much better.  Actually, firmly believing that a strong connection between father and daughter is of benefit to the daughter, my daughter has my name as her middle name, Jessica Lynn, though she is now married and uses her maiden name as her middle name.  She is strong and quite self-assured.  She and her husband are doing very well.

mbailey, as you wish, henceforth in the Village you shall be known as Sam.

In the days when my Dad was a parish priest, he just loved doing Christenings and naming the baby. The big softy would boil the kettle to fill the font as he figured the water would be cooled down to nice and warm when the moment to baptise the baby arrived. You could see he was itching to hold the baby - and they never cried - he'd have this big daft grin on his face, he adored babies.

Your parents give you a name. The guv'ment gives you a number. Free Will? Balderdash! I am a third generation HICKEY, a III so to speak. Good things come in 3's I was told. Teachers and Coaches called me that. I answered. Always wondered if you got a new name in Heaven or if part of the reward was you name yourself and you get to change it as often as you like. Forever's a long time with the same moniker.

When I would get excited, I would start to stutter. Now, I never stuttered before I had kids......or drank, or cursed, but that's a study for another day. Then I made the mistake of naming two of the litter with names starting with "J", so you can imagine trying to get that out. So along with Lot, my kids thought their names were "you....here" accompanied by appropriate gestures. They, and I, have since learned their real names though I can't guarantee that they're the originals. I'd open the door, count off four, since we tended to accumulate strays.....OPKs (other people's kids) just seemed to want to live here.....and that's all that got in, except for the OPK's......who still continue to show up.....gotta work on that.

Andy----No wonder you have OPKs around all the time--you are a delightfully humorous lady!  I want to be near that contagious warm humor, too!

Jane, thanks for asking. My sister, who a few months ago was shown to have some dire looking blotches on her lung, and, who refused to undergo further Western treatment, is still undertaking TCM (Traditional Chinese Medicine). I saw her in Singapore about a month back – she looks stressed and abit tired but with the amount of energy she throws into her work (she is a TV producer and director), I can’t tell if its due to work or health. I do know she is being monitored by a friend who is a doctor and her xrays have actually showed a decrease in the size of those blotches! Other than that, we are careful not to prod her too much. She had been afraid that she might be coerced into chemotherapy, any good she thinks will be more than overridden by the bad.

Unlike Western culture, we Chinese have all sorts of naming taboos. It is uncommon for Chinese to name babies after relatives or ancestors, indeed, it would be in bad form to name after a famous person, and certainly, in the ancient past, one might have been executed for carrying the same name as the emperor. Whilst in the west, the elder relative may perhaps be held to be some kind of mentor, in the east, the fear is that the younger might either tarnish the name, or, he may not be able to carry the “weight” of the one who has gone before him. In the latter case, the child’s life may be extinguished. When my father-in-law exercised his naming right to name my boys, my side of the family shook their heads, unhappy that he had named both with the Chinese characters involving “emperor” (actually one is “dragon” which is really, the equivalent for Emperor in Chinese culture). Although not always practised now, the Chinese also have a wonderful naming scheme where one part of your name was your generational name. Not only did it serve to recognise clanship, it also placed you immediately in context; that is, one might have to call that 5 year old kid uncle or Auntie.

As a collective product of my Chinese heritage, and my Christian background, I carried the longest name in my class register – all five parts to it. I do like my ethnic name, which I use as my moniker here – Spring Fragrance

. Oops…I missed this part up there….

Naming by birth order occurs on the magical Indonesian island of Bali too. It doesn’t matter what gender the child is, the firstborn is Wayan, the second Made (Ma-day), the third Nyoman and the fourth Ketut. Roll call starts again from the fifth child as “Wayan Balik” meaning “Wayan again”, and so forth. Whole villages would have folks running around with the same names! Well, at least each gets a new name at death

SF getting a new name at death does not seem very useful to me.

TOMMY I am surprised you aren't called Trey!

 My mother and her sister named their first born daughters after each other, first and maiden/middle name--my sister is Barbara White, my cousin is Marjorie White. I always thought that was nice.

I have spent a good part of my life t rying to prevent people from calling me one of the most loathsome nicknames there is unless you are doing Dallas. Finally when I reached my mid twenties even my parents converted to my full name....I still have to constantly be slightly rude when I say "I'm Deborah" and the reply is "Hello Debbie" My kids and staff have always laughed when I let someone call me the odious name because they know it means I don't know them or like them. One of the big laughs would be "I'm a friend of Debbie's." Then I moved up here and my name instantly became "Deb." The other nickname is hardly an issue because the one syllable name is the norm here.

I named my daughter a family name which cannot be shortened and which is instantly recognizable without a last name. In my husband's family for at least 6 generations, the oldest son is named Thor and is usually called by his middle name. In the case of my son I gave him my fathers name. It was a well kept secret what his first name actually was and then he moved to California and lo and behold, I have a son named Thor!

Kids names come and go with popularity, so do pet names. One of my cats is named is Rufus, which I'm seeing a lot now.  Bo seems to be a popular dog name;I had a cat named Beau becaused I dreamed he would be my little beau, and he was. While growing up, we named our cats Kitty Kitty. I think there were 5 of them, the original Kitty Kitty, then Kitty Kitty the second, etc.  We had a succession of Motor Boats too.  Being a lifelong cat companion, I thoroughly agree with ts elliott about cat names.  Each cat has scads of names, but only the cat himself knows his own name.

Thank you Carol. I do love young people.

Spring....I'd be interested in knowing TCM. Perhaps it is your sister's belief in this medicine. The mind is a powerful doctor.

We named one of our daughters, Julie (one of the J..J..J..'s). She went through school with gritted teeth demanding that those teachers who perceived this name as a nickname and called her "Julia" call her by her proper name.

Does anyone actually like their name? My name, Andrea Vicki, kind of conjures up the sound of Night Train. One of those stripper names. I asked my mother what she was thinking and she said, never at a loss, that if I ever decided to go into show business, I wouldn't have to change my name.

Barbara Gwen here. Mother was expecting a boy, and would have named the baby (moi) John Robert and called him Bobby, but, alas, I was the result, a girl, and there was never another sibling to name, so at first, she called baby me, "Bobbi" to placate the father, William Robert, I suppose.

However, as I became the assertive and somewhat tom-boyish gal I was as a child, and as she fell out of "like" with my father, and more admiring of her own mother, she switched when I was 3 to call me Gwen after grandmother, Gwendolyn. Ahhhh, such a fascinating topic...each of us introspecting into our own names.

My issue with the naming process here in the USA is that we have to change the last name to suit the husbands....I was born into my father's name, Mulliniks, then they divorced, and I was labeled by a stepfather's name, McLeod, through high school, but when I entered college, I reverted on my own to my father's name and was Mulliniks again, but married in my senior year, and become Arnett. I divorced after 11 yrs. marriage and kept that last name to complement my children's names, but when I remarried, I became Lancaster, so I am pretty tired of changing all the cards, permanent records, and Social Security, Drivers' Licenses, etc.!!

There are studies that show that such renaming really messes with a woman/girl's identity and self concept!! The really strong gals seem to hyphenate or keep their maiden names....but that was too "modern" for my time. Wonder if it is too late.......(?)

Our daughter, in med school, decided that if she married before finishing, she would take her husband's name, if after, she would keep her family name. She married before and even though her father felt that he paid for her to use "Dr." before his last name, she changed it.

I know a man who had many siblings and thus was not named at birth.

He was called "Little Brother" from infancy to 18. School papers listed him as LB even up to his senior photo in high school. Then, he enlisted in the military and they informed him that he could not be "little brother" on his military records or uniform.

Faced with this dilemma, he found a name of someone he admired, and promptly named himself, Gene Tunney. So, he was Gene T. ____(last name) all his life after that. (In the interest of keeping his identity in case he or any of his kin every read this, I will not reveal his last name. He lives in Alabama.

Maybe each of us should have the legal option at a certain age, of say, 16 of keeping or renaming ourselves...What do you think?

Did you know there is a site with names that are used in songs....in case you want to see if there is a song about you....

http://www.philbrodieband.com/music_song_titles_names.htm

I like old fashioned names with tried and true spellings. 
 
Utah and Idaho has been going through about a 15 year naming craze where all the parents are trying to wildly out-do the neighbors in giving their kid the most creative "new" name.  Lots of Xs, Ys, Zs, and silent Hs where they shouldn't be.  It is following an older trend of taking parts of a family's surname or a favorite family given name and adding le or la or De to the front of it...Lafonda, Lavell, Lesean, Deloy, Delinda, DeVerl etc.  
 
Actually saw a baby names Raygun, the mother liked the name Reagan but thought that spelling was so last decade.  Oh RAY-GUN is a girl, ray gun...I kept thinking of Duck Dogers in the 21st and a half century.  Oh and Raygun has a big brother than Taygun.  *sigh* Sometimes it physically hurts my head.
 
Another old trend here is to give the first born boy the father's first name as his given name and the mother's maiden name as a middle name.  I think it is sweet.
 
I like my name and most of the variations: Suz, Suzie, SuzieQ, Sukie, Susannah, even UDan (2 year olds have a hard time with those S sounds).  I however refuse to acknowledge people who refer to me as Susan, not my name.  I don't know why Susan bothers me so much but it does.

Riichard Pryor  said he was 16 before he learned his name wasn't "Dammit boy!" My mother knew a young woman in their youth who's name was " Suzie Merinda Lilly Lucinda Roxidilla Itochie Ethel" My dad used to tell me my name was "George William Thomas Felix Alexander Hamilto Brown Hall"...which irked my ass! I'm okay with my name George" but if I had been the one to choose it probably would have been named "NEXT!!"

 I like my name.
 

I had a friend in school whose name was George S, -------- the third. bothe his grandfathers names were George, he had an uncle on his mothers side named George, a cousin on each side named George  so that when he was about three and at famliy gettogethers his mom started calling him Bill so he would not get too confused. The famliy started calling him Bill all the time and so did family friends. In first grade his teacher was his mom so she continued calling him Bill. HHis second grade teacher was a friend of the family and kept up the name of Bill. In rgw third grade a new teacher and when she started calling the names of the students no one answere tho the name of George---------.She got upset because he was ignoring her, she didn't realize he was not aware of being George. This was finally straightened out and he con tinued to be Bill. When he graduated fron high school about half of his classmated didn.t know his given name. He became a dentist (now retired) and his shingle Read Dr. George Bill ---------.     

Hazel .... I like your name too.

Rwh1 ......and George Foreman named all of his boys "George"

I like my name I just wish that my mother could have remembered it growing up.  For some reason I was KristeenHeatherHollyHeyYou most often than I was just Suzanne.  You know mom was having a bad day when she threw in one of th pets names or my brothers into the list before mine.
 
As for last names, you can change them, I did.  I have changed it back and I will keep it forever, I will never change my name again even if I am ever dumb enough to remarry.

I like your name too, Hazel! But "Spring Fragrance"...what a great female name!

Yes, I like the names Spring Fragrance and Spring Rain. Very pretty.
 

nachista~ my Dad did that with kids names - being the eldest, he got mine right first time.

My wonderful aunt of Spoonerism fame whom I've mentioned here before was childless herself.  But she loved having all six of her nieces and nephews around--she was right at home surrounded by kids since she was a first grade teacher lifelong.  However.......invariably she would have to go thru the whole list of names of us in order to produce the one she really meant at the moment.    My mother often said she'd wanted to name me Gretchen, but being so close to postwar she thought a less German sounding name would be better. I've never regretted being a Carol, but don't think I'd have had a problem being a Gretchen, either--but, I guess we'll never know for sure, will we?    

I like my name and have kept my last name.  Nachista, my dad often referred to me as one of my siblings' or pets' name. Yes, I replied to Snuffy--I knew who he meant. (Snuffy was our bloodhound).  Hazel, you have such a nice, old fashioned name.  Did you know that there was a  popular TV show here in the 60's of the same name?  Hazel was the live-in maid for a family and she was really the boss.  Our next door neighbor refers to his wife as Hazel--I'm not sure why, but I know it is after the TV show.  I don't think it's because he thinks she's the maid, probably because in her own way she is also the boss. 

I am reminded of a movie quote "Remember a couple years ago when all the boys were named Jason and all the girls were named Britney?"

In the first moments of the first morning of the first year of public school, it was made clear the my friends: Champ, Curly, Butch, Mugs and I were going to be called instead: Walter, Donald, Leonard, Martha and… me.
I didn't care for it and said so. They didn't care for that and said so.
It was clear, before the bell had gone completely silent, that this was going to be a battle and a long one.
On the other hand, my record of being sent home with a note after the first one half day of school, lasted longer than the school itself.
Our mom just laughed knowing what they were in for.

There are three things to take into consideration when evaluating the name your parents have given you: 1) they're your parents and they get to do that and 2) you have the option, if not always the will, to request that you be called something else and 3) rather than spend your entire life whining about a name that you abhor, get the damned thing legally changed.

According to the pattern listed above, I would be Charles Edward and proud of it.

Thanks, l marjorie ~ we didn't get that TV show over here.

(sorry Stoney)

Learned that my father talked my mom out of Wilma Clair even before they knew I was a girl.  In those days there was no way of knowing the sex before birth.  Once I learned that I was grateful for the French version of Marcia and proud to carry the family name of Somers that had been lost in the female line: that change your name when you marry problem. 

Swell insight, as always, STONEY, but might I add that sometimes parents have a 200-year-old reason for choosing a name?  And that some look ahead to how that name will  look on an office door?  Or any door.
 
How lovely the name that more than sends the hearer's brain in a certain direction; it comes right out and says it...Spring Fragrance. TT, I'd've thought, also, that you might be Trey.  Several III's I've known were called so.
 
Growing up, I disliked my name; I wanted a hyphenated 'cutesy' name (and a snub nose, none of which I got).  My given name is, in my family, actually a surname  -- Eve, In the SOuth we seem more given to carrying on family names; am I correct, everyone, or did a life as Eve color my attitude?  ChefDeb, I'd have klilled to be named/called Deb when I was that young  Oswell Eve having arrived in this country in 1700, "Eve" punctuates my family's chronology -- sometimes as a surname, but every couple of centuries, someone gets it as a given name.  At ten, twelve, fifteen, though, I had no interest in such things; wished I weren't tall and thin (taller than most boys); longed for that snub nose; hoped to wake one morning with my name magically changed to a cheerleader-ish one, probably ending in an 'i.' (no  cheerleader I; more a shy wallflower). Then there's the problem of living in a relatively small city where Eve-as-a-surname is known for various reasons. On the first day of class in a new school year, I held my breath 'tril the teacher got past my name, hoping she wouldn't say "Is Eve Street named for____" or "Didn't one of your ancestors____?"  If I'd known of skeleton-secrets in that family closet, I'd have blurted them out,
 
Further confusing was the fact that my first name, never used, is Marian, after my mother. My parents rightly figured I'd be called Little Marian, which I would have hated more than my given name. My legal name is Marian Eve _____, and yes, I have spent my life explaining "I don't use 'Marian.'" All for the sake of continuity!
 
Becoming adult, I began to appreciate, to genuinely like my name -- chiefly because except for 325 years of dead Eves in the family cemetery, you don't encounter many Eves.
The more mature I became, the more I liked being different; even stopped wishing for a different bone structure.  There's something to be said for growing up.  (I should confess our daughter bears Eve as a middle name, never used {Eve is the maiden name of my maternal grandmother; it was her 'turn'}; our son, my husband's mother's maiden name as a middle name, not used.)  Why we do this I don't know; it is a compliment to the person who first bore the name, there's that to be said for it. And in many (especially old)families, it carries meaning beyond what a first-grader comprehends, never mind her mother reads to her from the journals of long-dead people -- people who just happened tio share her name.
 
Learning to live with Eve (reads like a poem or short story, wouldn't you say?), I was increasingly happy with it, and now wouldn't change it for all the tea in China.  Just another instance of "if I'd known then what I know now...."

Well given the name my mother gave to me is just a horrible name! I went to school with at least one other person with my name but spelt different. She named me after an actress on a T.V. show called that Gale Storm Show. Who names their daughter Gale? What was my mother thinking when she was in labor? Names? I was born in the month of February and it may have stormed, but still what was she on too much gas and drugs when she named me! No nick name out of it, like Susan (Sue, Suzzie,Suz). I get such a crap name that is not even as beautiful as Isabella or even my middle name Kathrine. I would have loved to have had the name Kathrine. Then I could have been known as Kathrine the Great! Katy, Cassi, Cas,Kate,you get my drift. No! Just a plain Jane name. I would have even taken Jane now that I think about it. And yes my grandmother's name was Kathrine. I loved her name and her nick names. You know my name now from Pa.

I gave my dog a middle name to use when she'd don't something really naughty.  Every kid should have a middle name for the soul purpose of giving their mother the satisfaction of broadcasting it to the neighborhood when calling them out on their dirty deeds.  "Robert David Smith you get your behind in here right now" is much more effective than just "Bob" or "Davey".

It's always bothered me when I've read stories of families who'd name a new baby after a child/baby/infant that had died.   To me that's just creepy.   My mother was a preemie back when they were born at home and not much hope was given to her survival....she was blanketed warmly and put in a box that was  placed on the warm stove, so her name wasn't given too much importance since no one thought she'd ever grow into having a name, anyway.  She always deplored it "Esther Evelyn (yes with an e in the middle)" and was always called Evie (short e on the first syllable).   *****and for those of you who don't like your names remember Juliet's plea to Romeo..."What's in a name?  that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."    

Chef Deb- I like the Trey. Backward that is Yert. I have portrayed Yert(le) the Turtle. Therefore I am posting a picture to celebrate my life as the King Turtle. Seuss sure knew how to name 'em. http://www.petermanseye.com/photos/598101

Georgia~I think you are right about Southerners carrying names forward in families. In mine James, John, Charles and George have been around for generations and are still being carried forward. To you point about names suggesting images, Spring Fragrsance reminds of 'Warmer than winter; cooler than summer; fragrance of roses, lilacs, honeysuckle and butterfly bush> Go figure...Georgia? 'On My Mnd'; neighbor (I'm from Georgia these many years. I'm glad you got over being 'Eve' and skinny...my experience hass been you'd better treat skinny girls nice. You never know how they'll turn out My dad would just kill us about our grawing up. There was a little blond-headed girl in our neighborhood that we hated to even be around. My dad would tell us "You'd better treat her nice. THe day will come when you will stand and weep over  the dent beat out in the dirt where she peed".. little did we know..

Georgia ~
Eve: the first woman and now, one of the best.

Tommy Typical ~
A surprisingly youthful looking BBT was on Craig Ferguson last night trying to promote his book but the host had clearly not read it and had no interest. It was irksome.

ChefDeb ~
You're selling people short. Only a toad would make that connection… though you may have known some.

Stoney- Appreciate ya letting me know. My son and I had Sushi and Sake & Twizzlers & chawed the fat until the wee hrs. BB is a complicated man and the astute (and informed) interviewer must dig for nuggets. You are correct. Does look yuteful though. There are still some interesting people out there. Blessings to you boss!!!

George Hall ...wow! I love that... 'Warmer than winter; cooler than summer; fragrance of roses, lilacs, honeysuckle and butterfly bush" .....I'm dying to introduce myself that way now!!
Talking about nicknames, I had a really horrible one at home - mum used to call me buffalo...I don't think any of us remember how it came about :( It got so ingrained I was answering to it. Fortunatly, one day, I must have been 17 or so, she announced to the family we had to stop .... phew!
 
ChefDeb...haha, maybe the Balinese think the dead should have some identity? You wouldnt want Doctor Death coming to get the wrong Wayan, Made, Nyoman or Ketut. BTW, Deborah was a favourite name of my younger days - there was this gorgeous Eurasian girl in school with curly locks that look like a doll, I used to envy her so.
 
 
 
 
 

Hear me out on this. I would love to pitch a movie about J Peterman with Billy Bob Thornton as Mr. P- Title - DUSTER- & Kinky as his sidekick. Selling the concept of Cowboy in NYC in the 80's.

Our names were chosen to honor those who passed away; almost always a family member.  My mother's sister died relatively youngish; her name was Ann and she always liked the name Rhea and so my mother put them together for Andrea.  Hannah Rifkah in Hebrew.

Andy, are there any practitioners of TCM in your area? In singapore, they practise alongside western medicine, are licenced and regulated. TCM involves a whole new way of thinking, is much slower as it hopes to target the root causes and often, even if it doesnt heal, is supposed to improve the quality of your remaining life. A diagnosis will start with an analysis of your tongue and your pulse, which is done by the physician examining the pulse on your wrist. They can tell alot from that. For instance, a woman my sister knew of, kept denying she had a cut opened on her breast. The physician insisted she had, and finally she admitted to having breast implants. My auntie recently and finally died from liver cancer. For a decade and a half, she outlived the prognosis of "a few more months" as her brother, a TCM practitioner, kept her alive and going good.  My sister's TCM physician has told her he can actually heal her, and apparently has shown her a couple of references ...so keeping my fingers crossed. I know she has some herbs (nowadays packaged in pills and tablets, unlike my childhood days when mum was brewing some of those herbs...urghs!), and, strictly instructed on how to change her lifestyle , TCM being a holistic approach.
 
Tell me how else I can help you Andy and I shall try
 
 
 
 

Nice posts people. Duvet time in Wales ~ Nos da. x

Thank you Spring When my children were expecting their first children.  Yes, my two oldest grandchildren are the same age, in fact, born on the same day; a boy for my son and a girl for my daughter....August 1st if quite a day for us.  They asked what I would like to be called......I replied Mrs. Cohen!  But the most beautiful name I have now, the one that warms my heart is, of course, "Grandma"...... go figure.

Well, actually....a person can change her name. In some states (US) it costs ~ $25. This does cause endless opportunities for communications with the authorities. But, if appropriately motivated, one can deal with the inconvenience in order to have one's name changed to something she likes....she said :-)

Nos Da Hazel!
BTW are your eyes or colour of hair hazel?
 
 

I wonder if sometimes, names choose us? My brother was meant to have two names, Colin Patrick. But the registrar accidentally left out Colin, and it was discovered only when everyone got home, Dad thought maybe it was divine intervention.
 
So Patrick he came to be known, he went to St Patrick's school which was in St Patrick's Road, and he has a sister Patricia (me, which can cause confusion) and his birthday is on March 13th, not too far from St Patrick's day. Strangely, like Taylor Swift, number 13 gravitates to him showing up on his date and time of birth and consistently through his life

(well I was complaining. Toad? never)

CD ~
There is a guy I've known all my life who remembers every cheesy, sleazy thing ever said back to the womb: "Hey, there's old what's er name. Remember when we called her *******?"
"That was just you jerk-off. It wasn't funny then-- ain't funny now." 
He has remained single.

My grandmother was Minnie Cecil, my mother Anne Cecil, but my mother changed it just a bit for me to Cecile. Jane Cecile...never liked either name as a child, but like them both now, though you in the village are among the privileged few who know my middle name. Cecile became my label when I had a line of dance and exercise wear, and I liked the simplicity of the Bernhard Fashion typeface for my labels and business cards. Hearing the two names together though, always spelled trouble for me, as only my mother would use them both when she was very upset.
 
My sister Susan has gone by the name Suzanne since the late 60s. My husband's sister Madalena changed her name to Nancy as a teenager and has been Nancy ever since.

SF, I too love the description George has given your name....very fitting. Glad to hear that your sister is holding on and possibly improving. and...my birthday is also March 13. I've met so many people with the same birthday...or at least on the 13th even if not in March. I feel the same about the number 13 as it seems to crop up a lot, though maybe I just notice it more.
 
Andy, I'm not surprised to hear that you are a magnet for your kids' friends. I remember having a couple of favorite moms...I think at times I even liked the moms better than the kids....but those were the moms that always made everyone feel welcome. One of them even let me call her by her first name...something quite new to me as a 7 year old. I really loved her.
 
I love all the posts today.

I never felt connected to my birth name which was Theresa, everyone called me Terry. I legally changed my first name to Michaela when I was about 32. This caused a great rift with my folks, but eventually they forgave me.

JANE..........................same middle name ( my mother's also)....................swoon!

bebe...oh my gosh....will wonders never cease! For years, one client I sold my animal print leggings to always called me Cecile because that was my label...it's only been in the last few years that she realized my name was Jane. I never corrected her....I think that's when I actually started liking the name.