Showing posts with label Maiden name. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maiden name. Show all posts

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Spinster Name vs. Married Name

Okay...  I haven't been around as much as I intended to be.  Work mostly.  That and not feeling well.  I could have blogged about those things but ... well ... that would just be bitching.  I'm really good at bitching, mind you, but I thought it was best to keep it to myself.

Today I want to talk about "Spinster Name vs. Married Name".  Being a spinster does not mean that a woman is without love in her life.  I, in fact, do have love in my life.  For a number of years, in fact.  Why he has not taken my spinsterhood is a whole long complicated story.  And, I prefer to take credit for it myself.

I will call my sweetie Mr. Man.  I also prefer sweetie to 'boyfriend' or 'significant other' just because I think I'm too old for a boyfriend and, having gone to college in the nineties, I got way overloaded on 'significant other'.  Mr. Man is a huge sports fan and he's an athlete.  This was actually a little bit of a turn off for me because I generally regard that type as 'knuckle draggers'.  Mr. Man, however, has an advanced degree and is very well versed on other topics, so it became palatable.

Over time, his love (he's been a fan since he was a tot) for a particular sports team rubbed off on me and I am now fan-atical about them.  I am speaking about The Green Bay Packers.  My interest in them grew not for their prowess on the field but because of their story.  As I said, I love stories.  I also love history.  There isn't a sports franchise that has a story as rich or a history as long as The Green Bay Packers.  Besides their story and their history, they have Aaron Rodgers and Clay Matthews.  I realize that there are plenty of dirty old women (I have some friends) who would like to see one or both of these young men naked.  Not me -- I would like to serve them some Mac'n'Cheese (with cut up hot dogs) and juice boxes in return for me being able to look at them.

Hmmm.... Maybe dirty old lady who wants to see them naked is less creepy.