Something random I realized today.

[apocalypsos]

I know it's a cliche, but I can seriously remember my mother asking me at some point or another during my childhood, "Well, if everybody else jumped off a bridge, would you?"

As someone stuck with the most popular girls's name of the late seventies in a grade where the percentage of girls who shared that name rose into the double digits, if I had had any balls whatsoever, I should have snapped back, "Gee, I don't know. If everybody else named their daughter Jennifer, would you?"

Granted, if I would have had balls, I wouldn't have had that problem, but still.

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[florahart]

My sister and sister in law: Jennifer.

(um...my brother? Brian)

Which is only slightly less weird at dinner than the fact that my step-dad's mother and ex married men with the same name, meaning both he and his kids refer to Mother and Chuck. Also have an aunt on each side named Patty, apparently a good forties name (of three aunts, two are Patty), and my dad's dad and my step-dad have the same first name.

Sister Jen is not married yet; we've forbidden her to marry or even date anyone named Brian, Bryan, or any facsimile thereof.

If you'd had balls, you'd have been named Jason. That's what the book says, anyway...hee.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Actually, if I'd had balls, my name would have been Christopher. Still blah, but since I only really knew one other Chris growing up, I could have dealt with that.

My brother would have been April if he'd been a girl. I remember desperately wanting a baby sister until my mom told me what she'd be naming it, at which point I immediately decided I'd have a baby brother and nothing else. My brother is exceedingly grateful he wasn't named April. Apparetly, my mom thought she was being clever because he was born in April. Uh, no. Just NO.

[florahart]

Snort.

I was just being a smartass--best baby name book there is is called Beyond Jennifer and Jason.

;)

I'd have been Glenn. Best part: the non-Patty aunt? Married a Glenn. Yep.