I was supposed to be Arabella Amelia, but dad just could not handle that, and if I had been a boy I would have been William something--Jacob, I think.
Instead, I have my very own impossible to spell or pronounce name, and it suits me. It is an old family name on my dad's side.
My mom wanted to name me Ruby Star, but my Grandma pitched a fit. So I'm named after a Beatles song.
Elenor Rigby?
Nope.
Michelle? Lucy? Rita? Prudence?
-- Edited by weltschmerz on Saturday 5th of September 2015 06:38:04 PM
-- Edited by weltschmerz on Saturday 5th of September 2015 06:39:30 PM
Judy?
I hope it isn't Walrus. Coo coo ca choo...
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I was supposed to be Arabella Amelia, but dad just could not handle that, and if I had been a boy I would have been William something--Jacob, I think. Instead, I have my very own impossible to spell or pronounce name, and it suits me. It is an old family name on my dad's side.
Thank God you are not Arabella. You work with cows - that would have been horrendous.
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