The insomnia/permanent jet lag is really getting out of control. Friday night/Saturday morning, Evelyn and I were up until 7 a.m. Our entire flat was up until about 4, so we all went to our rooms but Ev and I stayed up talking about everything from our documentary topics to what we would name our children to whether it's right for me to name a dog "dog" (hence, the title of the entry).
Ming and I decided to do our documentary on finding lost family. We initially got the idea from Ming's own life experiences (she found her family here after 15 years). It's kinda neat because I felt an immediate connection with Ming once we both shared about our family situations and how we both have half-siblings we hadn't seen in about 15 years. Seeing Ming reunited with her half-siblings makes me think about my half-sisters... Evelyn and I were talking about it last night/this morning about it. Evelyn was saying that I should seek them out because otherwise I would just wonder for the rest of my life, which could be true. And she was saying that us working on this documentary could prepare me for seeking out my own sisters - this I hadn't really thought about... I just thought it would be cool to incorporate Ming's story into the doc... I didn't think it could actually be a personal story for me... Something to think about... I'm going to let it marinate.
So from this conversation, we went into talking about what we would name our children. Here's the list for girls' names: Imagine (emphasis on first syllable), Audrey and perhaps Patience. The first two were always on the list, Patience is a new one because I realized that I like it when nice people here, especially friendly old gray-haired British men giving me directions say, "Cheers, love." It tickles me when people call me "love". So then I thought, maybe I should name my daughter Love, but she might get annoyed around Valentine's Day and just not like the name at all because it's so everywhere. So then I thought about my favorite passage - the love passage: "Love is patient, love is kind..." and thought, hmmm... maybe I should name her Patience. I'm still thinking about it... For boys' names: Caleb (Dan, it's not a gay name!) and Christian (pronounced Chris-tea-ahn). That's all for guys' names; I"m not really into sons' names right now. I"m much more excited about my daughter.
After our children's name conversation, I told Ev how I always wanted to get a dog and name the dog "dog". At first, she thought it was brilliant, but then later, she thought it was mean. But then she said it would be okay if I named the dog "dawg" because then it's friendly.
12.2.05
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No, Caleb isn't a gay name, but Chris-ti-ahn SURE is! hahahahaha Oh, grace, little Caleb will thank auntie amy for voting for the name that prevented a lifetime of torturous teasing.
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