I once took a ski trip up to nappa valley. Well, not really.
I did get to spend 160 hours riding a little cart, trailing a 60 inch beast of a lawn mower all over yards in the middle Tennessee area. It was.....well....the best experience of my......meh.
We are having a girl! We have settled on a name.....at least we did five minutes ago.
Finding a name is like a pilgrimage to a strange land that you didn't think you needed to visit or pay homage to. Then one day when you met certain criteria or gone down certain roads, all of a sudden you're there. You're paying homage...a very dark and yelly city. A homage slathered in confrontation and bay leaves...they add flavor.
then you land on the name leaving your sacrifice of emotional torment on the alter of the prickly name city that exists deep in the darkest woods of your soul.
Until your wife suggests..."x"
Thankfully the donkey knows his way at night...and he is used to the yelling.
Josh
Namer of Children
Maker upper of words
Friday, November 4, 2011
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