I accidentally left my USB with all my pictures at work today, so you are going to have to suffer through a pictureless post. I guess this is a perfect time to talk about something that doesn’t really need pictures…taking on my new last name.
I have never been keen on changing my name. I have a beautiful and ethnic last name, if I do say so myself. I have met very few people (besides my family members, of course) who share my last name. Sadly, I have all sisters, and there is only one cousin who will carry on the name. For a while I convinced myself that I could get Mr. Cucumber Sammie to change to my last name. Not going to happen.
Mr. Cucumber Sammie has the last-name equivalent of Jones or Smith. I want us to be a family and share a last name, but going from Beautiful Betty to Plain Jane in the name department is not appealing. A compromise must be reached!
So changing to my last name is out, as is keeping separate last names. After months of hemming and hawing over what to do, I came up with a brilliant idea. Mr. Cucumber Sammie’s last name is his father’s name, who was never really in the picture. His family’s last name (his mom’s maiden name) is a name that I wouldn’t necessarily be as heartbroken to take on as my last name. So it was settled (according to me)! When the time comes, Mr. Cucumber Sammie and I will both change our last name to his mom’s maiden name.
Hopefully nobody decides to buy us monogrammed towels with his current last name for the wedding! And because I couldn’t resist one picture…