I found this meme on Jacquie's blog and it's my first one!
It's called "Discover Your Alias Names"...
1. Your Rock Star Name (made up of your 1st pet and your current car):
2. Your Gangsta Name (favorite ice cream flavor, favorite cookie):
White Chocolate Chocolate Chip
3. Your Soap Opera Name (middle name, city where you were born):
4. Superhero name (THE favorite color, favorite drink):
The Purple Margarita
5. Nascar name (first names of your Grandfathers):
6. Stripper name (name of your favorite perfume, favorite candy):
I think mine are particularly good, especially my Nascar name. I already knew my soap opera name and always loved that as well. I don't know how I feel about my Gangsta name, especially because it's not very PC, but it is what it is... (Oh, and sorry Carrie, but my first dog was named Carrie... by me.)
On another note, after being told by a doctor that Love Bug didn't have an ear infection on Wednesday, we were in the ER last night with an actual ear infection. They can come up very quickly and I don't think the 8 hour flight, jet lag, or a 6 hour time difference helped at all. This was all compounded by that fact that she fish-hooked herself with a plastic baby hanger at the store and now has a sore mouth as well (because luckily, I caught her in time to pull it out carefully with no cut or bleeding). So, poor Love Bug has had a heck of a few days. She is back to breastfeeding nicely and is not tugging on her ears so much, but I hope the slight swelling of her fish-hooked side will go down soon.
I almost had to laugh when the doctor referred to it as fish-hooking herself, since that's what a few Moms at playgroup called Love Bug. She had a hobby of going up to other babies and fish-hooking their cheeks with her newly acquired pincer grasp and couldn't live her violent reputation down. At the ER last night, it wasn't so funny. Now that she's healing, very funny.
With how jet-lagged I am, and how culturally confused I feel (I keep trying to speak French to everyone), I have to laugh about all this! I have to keep my sense of humor if I'm going to make it the next 3 months as a nomad.
Rome or bust... in 96 days.