I'm very hard to define: outwardly I'm not the most feminine creature but I do love earrings, bracelets, and things that are pink. I'm certainly not traditional yet I hold my drumsticks that way. I'm Republican but I agree with the liberals on issues like gay marriage and abortion. I get very sensitive and emotional at times though I understand men better than I do women. I'm very logical with my thinking but irrational with my compulsions.
So when it came time to pick a last name on my marriage license, I struggled immensely. I wanted to honor thy husband and take his and I rationalized it by saying I would only have to change two letters, that it would still be the same initials and length. But then I felt my individuality start to slip and I panicked, asking Steve if I could keep my own last name. His initial reaction was one of hurt and I resigned myself to getting used to my new last name.
A year passed and I still never got used to it. In fact, I hated it. I didn't like to be referred to as Mrs. Reed and continued to make reservations under the name Raab. I then started to compromise using a hyphen and decided to eventually go to the courts to make it official. But then I started to get mail in the new hyphenated name only it had no hyphen. Not only did the hyphenated name sound ridiculous in the first place, it looked ridiculous without a hyphen.
Today after receiving one too many mailings with Raabreed on it, I screamed and Steve conceded.
I'm going back to my roots.
3 comments:
You'll always be Katie Raab to me (sorry steve)
Um, you totally forgot to show me the papers. Please bring to Richmond Friday.
And imagine that sometimes I still get mail as Lombardo and want to vomit.
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