Just a goofy little story that I meant to add on to yesterday's post but forgot to do so. Whenever I give Robert grief about changing my name, he will often bust out with "But it's an M name! I've made your dream come true!" Now, I've probably told you all this story (it may even be posted on the blog but the stupid search function on Blogger is crappy so I couldn't decide whether I'd posted the story previously or not!) before but for those few that don't know it, here it is. When I was a kid, I always wanted to marry someone with a last name that started with M. That way, I could just hop to the other side of L in the alphabet - instead of being LLK I'd be LLM. For some reason*, I thought this would be the ultimate in cool. In fact, you know the game where you you push and pull on a soda tab as you say the alphabet and whatever letter the tab finally popped off on was the first letter of your future husband's last name? No? Was I the only girl that played that game? Hmm. Well, anyway, I would always either work the tab really forcefully or barely move it at all just to ensure that my tabs always came off on 'M.' I was a weird - but determined! - kid, what can I say? I made the mistake of telling Robert the story once and ever since he's used it as his main argument for my changing my name. The man can't remember where he left his toothbrush but he remembers a story I told him who knows how many years ago? Just my luck.
* It may be because my initials were always so awesome for video games. Other kids had to fly the cursor all over the world to enter in their initials but I only had to move once to the left. Fantastic! Naturally, moving just once to the right would be just as awesome. Why marrying a guy with a last name that started with L so I didn't have to move the cursor at all didn't appeal to me I do not know. (I probably [hopefully] thought it was too cutesy. I remember a teacher at Centerville, Mrs. Laurent, who wanted me to marry her son so I could be Lauren Laurent. [Which would basically sound like Lauren Lauren since Laurent is French and the 't' is silent. A la The Colbert Report. ;o) ] I vividly remember thinking that was the worst idea I'd ever heard. So the lesson here is be thankful your last name isn't Laurent, Robert! Or you'd be SOL!)
