1. A few months back I was liking the name Auxley for a little boy. Yeah, it's unusual. Fine. But I have this mental image of a little brick of a boy with a spunky personality that we would affectionately call "Aux." My mom was bugging me for names so I told her that was one we considered but decided against. Her reaction (in a tone somewhere between a snort a screech and a scoff): WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU NAME A BABY THAT?
2. Recently while in Phoenix visiting my sis (and new mommy to Savannah) Katie, she was pushing for name details. I conceded & told her that a name I liked but luke did not like (meaning it is out of the running) for a girl was Bess. We were eating pizza and she snorted so loud that I think she actually inhaled some pepperoni. Then she said, gasping, "would you call her...BESSIE?" With a grim and straight face I answered YES, THAT WAS THE IDEA. She choked some more. Then later she pointed out that Bessie is the name of the FAT girl in Nancy Drew. After that she wisely quit asking for name ideas.
2b. While I'm ratting out Katie, I will also tell you that she recently texted me to tell me she had a dream about my baby. It was bad news, she said. The baby was: a) a boy, b) ugly, and c) retarded. I'm not kidding you. That was her dream.
3. At my grandma's birthday the subject of names came up again. Here's the email I got from my mom the next day:
Hey Mitch -
Last night you said something about liking the name "Grace" for a girl, but that was the O'Brien's dog. Well, I got to thinking, what about "Hope" for a girl and "Dierk" (rimes with jerk), okay maybe not. Or maybe "Derek"? Anyway, I really like Hope, but it isn't my call. Love you.
Now, here's the thing. I did NOT say we were considering the name Grace (my mom must have misheard me) but let's just pretend for a moment that Grace was my super favorite name, and my mom's reaction is to remind me that her neighbor's DOG is named Grace??? Also MOM, do you know what I think about when I think of the name DIERK? I think of Dirk Diggler, the porn star from the movie Boogie Nights. So there.
Sigh. Scorn me once, shame on YOU. Scorn me twice, shame on ME. Scorn me thrice, and that's it! NO MORE NAME HINTS TO ANYONE. EVER. I MAY NOT EVEN ANNOUNCE THE BABY'S NAME AT BIRTH.
PS- I'm not really offended by mom or katie's reactions :) I do think it made for a good blog though, don't ya think?